(Isolde's POV)
The heat crawled up my spine again.
I pressed my back against the kitchen counter and tried to breathe through it. My hands were shaking. My skin felt like it was burning from the inside out.
This was the third time this month.
Ever since Garrett and I bonded, Chloe had been trapped in a kind of slow suffocation. No mark. No completion. Just a bond that existed on paper and nowhere else. My body paid for it every few weeks - this rolling, uncontrollable heat that made it impossible to think straight.
And right now, Orion was on the other end of my phone, listening to every ragged breath I took.
I forced my voice steady.
"I submitted my resignation letter yesterday," I said. "Through HR."
A pause.
"I'm aware," he said.
"Then you know I won't be coming in as your ass
