Jane
My heart races, and my palms grow sweaty as my eyes lock with his. A mix of anger and longing swirls inside me, conflicting emotions that threaten to overwhelm me. My breath catches in my throat. Do I look attractive to him now? Does he want me now? If yes, I’ll make him beg before I even consider taking him back.
“What are you doing here? What the hell?” he roars when he realizes the girl he’s about to hit on is his rejected mate. His gaze disappoints me, shattering my hope once again. I struggle to maintain my composure, the war between my heart and mind tearing me apart. Part of me wants to scream at him for the pain he’s caused, while another part wants to ignore him. So, I choose to ignore his presence and not acknowledge him. He’s not my Alpha. However, this doesn’t sit well w
