You are tied up in a secluded room with your mate sam standing at the door waiting for someone to get here. You yell at him begging him to let you go and asking him if you were even still mates. Sam laughs and scoffs. "You thought we were mates?" sam asks, his southern accent ringing through your ears, you nod and he laughs again. "No." he smiles at you, is fangs showing a bit.