Rejecting his Unique Mate

Chapter Twenty Seven

Naeva's Point of View

I felt his arms snake around my waist pulling me closer. He placed his head into my neck, taking in my scent.

"You're all my mine now," he seductively whispered, while nibbling on my ear. "All mine."

Then suddenly he vanished, leaving behind a cloud of black smoke.

I missed his touch, his deep voice, everything about him. He was perfect in my eyes.

I felt lonely, like a part of me was missing.

Soon the darkness consumed me and everything else around me.

I quickly woke up from yet another dream, but unlike the last time, I was full of energy. This was the first time I had energy after a vision.

He was coming. He had already found me, and I think Amara knew about this.

"Amara!" I angrily yelled her name, while jumping out of the bed and nearly tripping over her books that were scattered all over the floor.

I heard some giggling coming from the kitchen. That child is going to make me end her, even if she's part of me.

Slowly and quietly, I entered into the kitchen to see Amara doing cooking of some sort with flour, eggs, milk, fruits and other ingredients.

"You little witch!" I glared at her.

"What do you mean?" She innocently asked, while making a batter of some sort.

"Oh, you know what I mean!" I said calmly, while walking towards her and picking up a bowl that was on the counter.

"Really, I don't have a clue as to what it is you're saying." She turned around to face me, with a smirk on her face.

"This bowl might make you remember!" I yelled at her, while throwing the metal bowl at her, which hit her right in the head.

"Did that refresh your memory now Amara?" I questioned, smirking at her, while her eyes turned a darker shade of black.

"What was that for?" She asked, trying to contain her anger.

"You knew he had found us, yet you didn't think it was necessary to tell me?" My own anger was slipping of out control.

"Actually, no I didn't."

I was about to pick up a plate near me, when she flew the bowl she had in her hands at me, spilling its contents in the process.

That was when we both started picking up anything that was near us, and flying it at each other.

Soon, we were both covered in flour and eggs and sugar. The whole kitchen was a disaster, with broken plates everywhere and knives scattered all around.

"What's going on in there?" Asia said, coming into the kitchen with Damien close behind her.

"Oh nothing, Amara was just trying to make cookies," I answered back a bit to quickly.

"You sure?" She didn't believe me one bit.

"Yeah," I said, while beginning to clean up the mess Amara and I had made. She didn't look convinced, but left anyways with Damien. Ever since she found her mate, she's been a bit distant, but I'm happy for her. 

After I was done cleaning, I just left the kitchen, while Amara was being the demon she was playing with a chopping knife. I'm going to be sorry for whoever it is that walks into that kitchen, because that knife is going to end up somewhere they won't like.

Hi Guys! This chapter is shorter than the others, but I just wanted to update, so sorry. Anyways, how are you doing? Is the story good so far? Feel free to leave any suggestions to make the story better and your opinions as well. Anyways bye. :)