Damian took a deep breath as he steeled himself for what he was about to say. He knew the words he was about to say would hurt her, but it was the only choice he had left.
"Forget about me and return to your pack," he said, his voice tinged with a heavy finality. He held his breath, waiting for her reaction.
Luna couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her mind raced, trying to make sense of Damian's sudden change in demeanor. Her chest tightened with a sharp pain, and she felt tears prickling at the corner of her eyes.
"What?" Her voice came out as a whisper, barely audible above the sound of her own racing heartbeat.
Did Damian really call her out here, telling her he wanted to explore their relationship, only for him to push her away, telling her to forget about him? Her confusion mixed with a raw hurt that threatened to consume her.
