Amon's POV
"Let her be!" I shouted to my men who were trying to go after Leah.
She had pushed me to the ground, escaping from my hold, and running off like a girl escaping from prison walls. But I wouldn't blame myself, not in any way. I would blame her for always being in my head, causing me unseen torture.
I should have moved on completely. Claudia was supposed to be the only one I had in mind, but I still had a place for her. Who does that?
"We should start leaving!" I ordered my men.
She must have gone back to her family, or to Gerald, and things wouldn't be okay if they got to meet me. It was a useless camping anyway, all because of Leah, all because I wanted to have her in my arms. If only she could reject Gerald, and then I could make her a second mate for her to be beside Claudia.
Soon, we arrived at Greymoon pack, and Claudia was at the gates of our palace to welcome me.
