Emma
I closed my eyes as he left the room. I was hurt, and I just wanted to forget about this whole thing and move on, but his lie made me hate him more.
How could he lie that he wasn't the one who came into the room that day to reject me? I wasn't blind, and I definitely wasn't deaf. I had seen him walk into my room, and he had told me to leave their pack.
I laid on the bed. I couldn't help but think about the night I spent with Killian. I remembered everything vividly like it was today — his touch, his kisses, the way he made love to me like I was the only woman worth loving in the world.
But what did I get the next morning? Rejection.
I was rejected the next morning and told to leave. I felt used, I felt betrayed, and I hated Killian so much.
A sharp pain shot through my head, ma
