Hayes

Each word was a shard of ice, poisoned

ped my lips. It was a raw, ugly sound. The t

body trembled with rage as she read the mes

was eerily calm, without a ripple

oment, all the love I had for Aiden Carlisle d

ver left my side. Aiden never sent another message,

o drive me back to the manor. "No. I have to go back

d home. It had only been a few days, but th

, reading a file as if nothing had happened. He g

ith your tantrum,

's diagnostic report onto the coffee table in front of him.

cond, then smoothed out again, his face a mask of condescending indifference. "

asked, my voice cold

ntain road, someone recognized her. Word got out that she'd been stranded there alone, and reporters started showing up. By the time I arrived

a flat tire was more important than your mate's life? More important than yo

frame casting a heavy shadow, radiating pressure. "I war

iculous. I straightened my spine, meeti

d manage, I spoke the words that woul

ing. In the werewolf world, every single one of us knew w

pheromones crashed against me, an invisible wall

a's Command would hav

last of my love for him burned hotter than the

ense pressure and finished the se

, Aiden Carlis

if my very soul was being ripped in two. It was the backlash

le. As the one being rejected, the pain he suffered wa

staring at me in disb

ual consent. As soon as he said, "I accept your

agony. "Now," I said, looking a

flicker of panic in his ey

making a fool of yourself, and of me. You'r

I don't agree, you will always be the Luna of the Carlisle

nothing more. I turned, picked up the small suitcase I had

oing?" he roared

id without looking back, and p