“This is one thing I hope, my dark wolf. Once you’re done using that mysterious bride of yours, you’re going to toss her away.”
Those were the last words I heard from Camilla before leaving the dining room. They stuck in my head like glue. Drogo did not push her away or say a word. He simply let her sit on his thighs, letting her snuggle close, and the sight twisted something sharp in my stomach.
I was relieved when they finally sent us away. I did not know what I would have done or said if I had stayed there a second longer.
“You look pale.” Raina’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts.
She has just finished injecting my arm.
“I’m fine,” I say, though I am not sure if I am lying to her or to myself. “What about you? Is your head okay now?”
I had made sure she treated herself first befo
