a's

him for cheating on me. But rej

of Luca's rejection clawed at my chest. The betrayal was too sharp to bear; it was just too

e in the eye and pi

the weight of disbelief and devastation was heavy in my chest. I couldn'

their presence, the crushing reality of their betrayal. My feet pounded again

as possible. Bushes and trees blurred past me as I raced further away. Tears blinded my

m the pack house, away from the heartache I couldn't bear to face. The distant howls of

e my only companions as I plunged deeper into the forest,

to a stop, then darted behind a tree. Heart thundering, I hea

em called out. "I can sme

s were familiar, and I knew that they were from my pack. Mo

t would happen, then? Who knew what these men

orest grounds and away from the voices of the men. On and

tangled vines and shoulder-high shrubs. It was hard trying to na

on the ground, and before I knew what

e moment I rose, I felt a wave of dizziness over me. Colours blended

in. This time, I was not as lucky as the first time. My hea

***

right light filtering through the trees, I groaned, trying to make sense of my surro

eside me, their faces etched with worry. "She's awake

t up, the pain in my head intensifying. "What... hap

of my surroundin

ees, my breaths coming out in huffs. I heard all the guards fa

screamed. "Ge

e is no hope for me left. My mate just rejected me, and my sister betrayed me. My life is hopeless and i

and I collapsed into a fetal po

ill me!" I screamed. "Kill me alread

r, nudging his side. "She asked you to do i

. "Remember that Lady Annabelle asked for a cle

und of my sister's name was like sever

sent these m

e was too much to bear. My hopelessness curdled

my way into this world again, I swore to make my

my chest. Death was at the door alread

whoosh of air as the swords were raised high, ready to strike me into death. But befo

e me, sharp and poisonous arrows buried into their chest

guards fell to the ground

gh I was struck dumb. I could hear steps approachin

rted, and a man burst through to

mpression of h

I could not see much of his face, but what I could see spoke of

as though I was the most

m, my brows furrow