Chapter 10

• Theme: Wanting my mate
• Erica
• My heart felt like it had been pierced by millions of swords that are laced with wolfsbane. I couldn't bear to see my friend say to my face that he thinks I'm someone else. I felt sad knowing that my own mate doesn't recognize me but instead thinks that I'm somebody else, but not anybody but the person he said he loves. I don't know whose mate had the guts to tell them to their face that they loved someone else and that their mate looked like the person they loved.