C9 CHAPTER 9

Fiarra's pov

The tiny cold droplets of water poured over me from the dark-clouded sky, as I stood in the middle of a stranded road, waiting for Onyx to come back to me.

Maybe I was wrong, but my intentions were right. I knew that I was playing with the fire when I left the pack in search of my mate to this human world, but it burned me when he did not accept me as his mate