The emerald, green gaze sharpens on the alpha. Such certainty exudes from him. Clara swallows the lump forming in her throat. Unsure to answer. For moment she was adamant it would be Rohan. Beyond the bond, before he ruined it all, she had come to find herself falling in love with him. Atticus had so much potential too, but could she make a decision on him now based on a possible future. James. Clara almost blanches at the reminder. Guilt curdling her soul. She had promised herself to James, yet he had broken her heart in a different way. There was a truth revealing itself in every possible outcome. She wasn’t in love. Releasing a steady breath she levels her intent on Logan. “No.” This time the answer definite. “I have been let down in the ways I value most. I thought I was sure for a mom
