“Divorce?!” Killian growled, his voice low and rough with anger. “How the hell do you even think of saying that?”
Isabella stood her ground, her eyes fierce with hurt. “Because… you can’t have your girlfriend and me at the same time. You want both, don’t you? So I’m just making it easier for you. Divorce me… let me go. Then go be with her.”
His jaw tightened, and his eyes darkened. “I’m not letting you go. And… no. I don’t want anyone else but you. You’re my Luna. Only you… always.”
Isabella’s lips trembled, and her eyes filled with tears. Enough. She had endured too many lies and fake promises. She knew better than to trust a playboy’s words.
“No,” she spat, voice breaking but fierce. “I don’t want to be with you. I don’t want you, Alpha Killian.”
“You don't want me, huh?!” His eyes
