Chapter 99

　　ZADEN'S POV 　　I stand there perplexed as she looks at me with the same fire in her eyes, that I saw in her when we first met. She loved doing the things that annoyed me. But deep down I enjoyed it. 　　I used to enjoy our fights especially the look of anger that goes over her face when she hears me call her a little mate, she is anything but. That's why sometimes knowingly I used to push her buttons and sometimes mistakenly too hard. 　　So that I can witness the same look again in those eyes that are capable of holding a great storm in them. 　　It was too late when I realised that how much I needed her. The idea of her leaving me again feels like someone's twisting a knife in my chest. 　　So, many nights I prayed to the goddess of her return so that I can repent for the mistakes I've made. 　　I am not an emotional person. I became stone cold when my mother died. I witnessed the condition of my father when she died. 　　Sadness. 　　Hurt. 　　Anger. 　　Rage. 　　Wild. 　　He became a killing machine a