Aurora D’Angelo / Isla Smith
The hardest thing I had ever done was walk away.
As soon as the door clicked behind me, my back leaned into the door.
Now more than ever, I knew he was my mate.
The pull was so intense that leaving him there, standing in the middle of the living room, made it hard to breathe.
I decided to take a shower.
Yes, cold water would help ease the burning inside me.
I stepped into the shower, and my mind reeled around the man in the room next to mine.
Ashton Varnat, the unexpected inconvenience.
The one fate gave me.
The one who had claimed me.
The man I had willingly accepted as mine.
Goddess! He is also the man I am deceiving.
The shower didn’t help. The gaping hole in the pit of my stomach kept growing. The whole reason I came here was to t
