By the time she was done speaking, the cruelty of the situation made the very blood in her veins freeze over. They were fated to each other and yet their fates were worse than unmated wolves.
Cassandra wished she could forgive and forget, but the image of Kela's naked body and his cock buried deep inside her was singed into her eyes forever.
A constant ache had birthed inside her chest, especially the place where he had pushed her away. It was going to become a permanent part of her, constantly increasing with every passing day.
Her words turned his heart into a desert, she was his water, the source of life, his only light.
"I…I will do as you say. I won't enter your chamber or try to touch you. Thank you for staying," he answered in a broken voice.
"I am not doing it for you. I am doing this for the pack," she told him flatly, ignoring the aching bond in her chest and shoving it down.
