Ramsey
I slammed the door shut behind me and stormed down the dimly lit hallways of the healer's quarters. But no matter how hard I tried to shake it off, I could still feel it—'the pain'. A raw, searing agony pierced through my heart as if something had been torn away from me.
Every step away from her felt like wading through quicksand. The urge to turn back, to burst through that door and beg her forgiveness, was almost overwhelming. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms until I felt the sting of my skin breaking.
Damn, the Moon Goddess for creating this weakness. Rejecting a mate was not a decision to be taken lightly, and now I understand why. I staggered through the corridor, my breath coming in short, painful gasps. Every time I inhaled, it felt like shards of glass were in my lungs.
"Why did you do it?" Lax howled. "Go back to her! She's ours!"
