Alpha Derek’s POV.
I felt terrible for throwing her out, but one look at her tear-stained face, and I wanted to hold her. I needed space and time to think. I do care about her, but I am not sure I am ready to forgive her.
I can’t believe this whole time she was my mate. I took out the little necklace I had placed in my pocket and began examining it. It looked like a standard necklace with Keltic designs, but I could now feel the magic radiating off of it as I held it in my hands.
Was I only attracted to her because she was my mate? I didn’t understand. I needed to know what magic she put into this. It was pretty powerful. How many people knew what she had done? Were they all watching me make a fool of myself?
How dare he touch her knowing she was mine? It pissed me off, he even
