Her voice wasn’t raised, but every word struck like a blade.
“So that’s it? If I had been like you, If I had glowed or shifted or had a wolf hidden inside me, you would’ve loved me? That’s what it would’ve taken for me to be enough for you?”
He didn’t speak. He couldn’t. His silence gave her the answer she needed.
She laughed bitterly, the sound hollow.
“You’re not upset because you still love me,” she said, her voice like cracked glass. “You’re upset because he has me now. And I’m something more than what you thought I was.”
Her words landed hard. Evan’s lips parted to respond, but again, nothing came out.
Cassandra stepped back, her eyes narrowed with clarity, not tears.
“You’re just jealous,” she said. “Which makes no sense, Evan. You should be happy with your new lady. Isn’t thi
