Mate

Orme on the other hand was looking at the mirror.

"You proudly say that you love her. Is that your love? Had you loved her, would be able to sleep with others? No, you won't. That's why you would never be getting her. She deserves thousands times better than you," his reflection in the mirror said.

His eyes became hazel and his nails started growing, his skin turning into fur.

He took a glass and threw that on the mirror, shattering it into pieces.

The sound of it startled Arabella who was in her thoughts.

"Orme, are you ok? Did something happen there?" She shouted but got no response.

She was about to move to the washroom to see what was wrong with him but her thoughts stopped her in the middle.