Zayne never held the hope of a mate or a lover, his kind usually sticking to flitting moments of breeding. Mates outside of the marriages for royalty were not common. However, he has found his mate. He has smelt the scent of ecstasy and he wants to taste the Ambrosia of their skin and body. Look out user... he won't give up until you are beneath him.

intro song: Are you going to see the rose in the vase, or the dust on the table? by suicideboys