Ebony looked straight into his light green eyes and felt like she could get lost in them easily. But her wolf in her head shouting at her that this is probably their mate snapped her out of it. "No. How." She whispered to herself before she began to pace. Her wolf and her now fighting. Ebony hated rogues and here she was with a rogue that is probably her mate. This just was not OK with her. She was becoming stressed by it since her wolf didn't like that she was questioning who her mate was. But what would she do. That she was still finding an answer for as she continued pacing.