After learning of Erix's history, I find myself in the kitchen. I couldn't fathom how much pain Erix had to carry on himself. Having a mate would have lessened that burden if only he had one, and he was accepted, but to no avail; Isabelle rejected him. What kind of a mate leaves her fated pair into a mess? 

My stomach grumbled and warned me to eat soon or I would suffer later. Not feeling like cooking, I grabbed an apple from the bowl I saw sitting on the counter and sat next to a pretty blond girl who looked like she was working on something that looked like college...