Shelly's POV
My chest throbbed with pain but it was nothing compared to the pain this bastard has made me go through.
“What are you doing?” Dawson whispered, his face contorted in pain. “This shouldn't be possible, you're without a wolf.”
I shrugged at him, and walked toward him. His secretary stands completely frozen in shock at what just happened.
“How?” She whispered to herself.
I bent close to his face, “You never deserved the constant love I gave you. You're nothing but a piece of crap.”
“You think you'd survive if I accept your rejection?” He asked, as if he were doing me some favour.
“Go ahead.”
“I accept your rejection, you filthy thing. I should have listened to your sister and gotten rid of you already.”
“You wanted me dead, huh? I guess I did you good then.” I stepp
