*Cora’s POV*
I exit the pack house, the one I believed would be the home I would share with Adrian. He was no longer my alpha, nor my mate but he still feels like… mine. Is it normal to still feel drawn to him after rejecting him? If it was, I suppose I deserve to live with this, my own personal hell. They say “pain deserves to be felt”, and boy, was I feeling it.
I closely follow my newly discovered relatives down the steps, toward the clearing where their big white helicopter stood waiting to steal me away from any prospect of happiness.
“Don’t you want to pack anything to bring along with you, dear?” Queen Nadya asked, putting her arm around my shoulder as we continued walking. Clearly, she was trying to comfort me, but I kept my eyes to the ground, numbed by a devasta
