"You're my mate!" He said anxiously. He looked into my eyes as if he was searching for something. To bad he was wasting his time trying to convince me. I stared into his pained eyes and said, "Stay away from me. I don't believe in this mate crap and I don't want anything to do with you." His lips started trembling and a tear slid down his face. As I looked at the tear, I felt nothing for him. I turned around to leave, when he suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me to him with such force, that I wasn't expecting it. I felt my insides burning against the surface of my skin. Who does he think he is? I slapped him across the face with a deathly stare and said, "Don't ever touch me. Understood?!" He slowly looked back into my eyes and nodded his head weakly. I didn't spare him an extra glance and walked away.