a's

his room. I wondered what kind of room it was and tried to think how I

rom outside. The walls were bare and there was a single bed in the corner. The

ad spent locked up in this place and being treated like a prisoner

ne. Maybe I was

ong. What did I do? I racked my brain, trying to think of something I may

ng from the bed, I stood to my full height, wiping off my tear-str

me, from the first day I set foot in the packhouse, b

out of here please. Let me see Lycan Tr

st friends. "Our Lycan doesn't want you and I personally think it's for

e very beginning that Lycan Tristan never wanted me, but to th

ow much he

fore throwing a stack of paper

I bent down to pick up the papers, my frown deepening wh

NULMENT

meant but I was having trouble understanding and beli

ission for Lycan Tristan to annul our uni

at is this... this I stuttered as tears rolled

I cried, but Myra cut me o

op pretending that you never saw this comin

ough it staring me right in the face. I thought of my dear father. Even if he w

reason why I put

ould

papers, Reya!" M

ority in my voice. "I won't sign this. And I demand to see my mate!" I said,

I had i

nny joke. "Who are you to demand things from our Lycan? Who the hell do you think you are not to sign the

s fated mate and I demand to see him this instant because

l but I soon sensed that she was talking to someone throug

e in something as important as this because they ne

nced, pulling me from my thoughts. She looked at

both waited as the door was unlocked from outside. Once the door was turned open

into Lycan Tristan's office for the first time in my life only

– when he has never pecked me before. Despite b

y mess of tears and snot. Myra took one glance at the scene and smi

ready had another woman in the side. Did every

yes were filled with hot tears once again. This man never kissed

r heart was shattering to pieces. I was frozen t the spot for what felt like eternity and when I finally sn

nd if I had known a woman as beautiful and flawless as her was the love of

tless grace which showed in the way she fluidly rose to her fee

loved or liked me. I mean who would when

n her competitio

that was so melodious, if it had a t