Her phone slipped from her stiff fingers, the screen shattering on the floor.
Picking it up, she finally opened his messages.
When she saw them, her breath caught, a raw, indescribable pain rising in her chest.
That pain quickly burned into rage.
It started the day Evan saw her and Nathaniel leaving the healer's maternity ward. Nathaniel had deliberately flaunted their secret in Evan's face.
Reading the things she'd done for Nathaniel—now twisted into daggers aimed at Evan—Isla could barely breathe through the anguish.
Only now did she see how deeply she'd wounded Evan.
She couldn't imagine how he'd endured those final two weeks with her, knowing everything.
If Evan had done this to another she-wolf, Isla knew she'd have lost it long ago.
She'd loved him so fiercely once. How had
