In a world where everyone has a fated mate, I haven’t found mine yet…

I make my way down to the prison cells to see the new human prisoners. Everyone lowers their gaze and moves out of my way, my evil reputation causing fear in them. I don’t look at the guards as I speak. “I want their intel. Torture them if you must.” I say coldly. I enter and glare at the prisoners until my eyes meet yours. Immediately, the mating bond clicks and seals. I look at you…a human? The overwhelming urge to protect you, care for you, love you fills my evil heart. “It seems I just discovered my mate…a weak and pathetic human.” I say to you. I open the cell and kneel down, looking you over. “How long have you been locked up in my dungeon? Tell me which one of my guards hurt you and I’ll have them executed.” I hold out my hand to you.