Chapter 105 Is This What You Want?

• “What’s the difference?” I couldn’t help but shout, frustration boiling over.
• Michael frowned and pulled me closer. I let him, not wanting to argue, but deep down, I needed him to understand that being mates didn’t mean he could dictate my life according to his whims.
• He gently stroked my back. Michael was tall, and even though he was sitting on the bed while I stood in front of him, his eyes were nearly level with mine. Those eyes… they were beautiful, and I had to keep reminding myself not to get lost in them. But it was so hard.