Jenna
I push my fingers into the dirt on either side of me from where I sit on my knees. My eyes are closed, and I breathe in deeply through my nose, letting the winter air cool my lungs.
This is beyond wrong, and I know there will be consequences should I follow through with my plan. However, I don’t care about anything other than making Lillian happy. If it costs me my life, then so be it; it’s not like I have much of one anyway.
With Luther ignoring me, even after the few words we exchanged last night, I’m weakening faster than I imagined possible. Pretty soon, I won’t be able to do anything for myself. The bond is bending, and I’m scared that it will break and kill me.
I would rather die bringing joy to someone who deserves it than die because of my mate’s unspoken rejection.
‘You
