Connor raised his hand, while Annette took a step back.
"I am the second daughter of the Black Thorn Pack, and you are the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. With the irreconcilable hatred between the two packs, you and I were destined to separate."
Connor frowned and asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"
"You and I belong to different worlds. You made me lose my reasons, and I gradually believed that we could be together. I thought it was a gift from the Moon Goddess, but now, I am completely sober. Connor, I wouldn't have any unrealistic dreams anymore. I'm sorry. I won't let you use me again."
Annette gave the last lingering gaze at Connor, the one who had brought her the warmest feeling she had ever experienced. She couldn't forget him, nor would she indulge herself in his so-called love any longer.
"I used you? What are you talking about?" Connor couldn't understand Annette's words.
Annette didn't know how long he would deny it.