She can't be your mate

Wilder stepped out, heading to his room. He pulled his shirt immediately, tossing it aside as he grabbed a lighter and lit up a cigarette while staring at the window.

“You don’t have to worry about her too much. She’s a Luna, a very strong one at that, she has been scaling through tall these years and I’m sure she will again. You don’t have to worry” Ella muttered as she wrapped her hands around his waist, pressing her head on his back and he removed her hand gently, feeling very uncomfortable with her scent and touch. Her gaze, her sound and everything about her just didn’t feel right.

“You don't understand Ella, you don’t have to worry, I’ll get someone to drop you off tomorrow. Next time, you shouldn’t come uninvited” Wilder moved back slightly and Ella shook her head, pressing forward.

“No! You need someone to lean on at a time like this, I’m your friend Wilder and you can tell me anything. I can help you at a time like you… You really need someone by your side” Ella replied, he