Chapter SEVEN

The whole room becomes quiet, nobody speaks and they seem to be too shocked to speak. "F**k!", Syrus cusses . And Yedira begins laughing "wait until father hears this ,your mate is the daughter of the man that made the formula for the drug that is turning wolves rogue, that turned your love into one as well,now this is what I call entertainment",she says downing the her glass ,Syrus walks up from his sit and grabs the bottle from her and drinks everything to the last drop. "What's going on, what do you mean I'm his mate,mate like soulmates?",I ask. " Yes, something like that",Mark says,and I can't explain the joy I feel.I look towards Syrus looking for something,joy , reassurance, anything at all, but all he does is glare at me,I see anger and disappointment. What do they mean about drugs , whose love has gone rogue that she spoke of. I have all these questions that need answers. "You can't possibly be thinking of Deborah? You know that she has a mate ,she left you for him . what