Madness for a Departed Mate

Synopsis

"Done with your performance?" Darian Blackwood leaned against the counter, unscrewing the cap of a water bottle and looking down at me. "Ella, Oscar owes you an award. What's today's cause of death? Silver poisoning?" I got up from the floor, my knees aching. "Darian, I'm really not feeling well today." "When have you ever felt well?" Darian scoffed, slamming the water bottle down on the table. "Your wolf spirit's emotional sensitivity isn't your free pass, and it's definitely not an excuse to torture me. "If you really want to die, do it somewhere far away. Don't mess up my place." He turned and walked back to his study, the door slamming shut in front of me. It shook the framed picture of our mating ceremony on the wall. I stared at the crooked frame and suddenly thought that life really sucked. I made up my mind that this would be the last time I played this game.