It was the necklace he’d given me. I know it was. I didn’t have to get a close look at it to confirm it. That… That… That bastard!
He wasn’t my Fated Mated. Thank the Moon Goddess that she didn’t put that cruel twist of fate in my life as well. But he was my lifetime friend and confidante. He had been there, through everything. In my earliest memories, he was there. And to hear that our friendship, our whole relationship, was a lie, only a duty because it was expected of him and us, was the final crushing blow.
I ran. I didn’t care if they heard or saw me. I didn’t care about anything. I ran all the way back to my room, where I collapsed on the bed and curled into a ball, shoving my fist in my mouth and biting down, desperate to feel some kind of pain other than this rendering of my core
