“—have rejected you…”
Nox’s last word hangs in the air, a raw, ragged wound, ripped open anew. The pain of it is a sharp, agonizing stab to my heart, mirrored by the desolation in his eyes.
He is a shell, a hollowed-out version of the powerful Alpha he once was, his face a canvas of betrayal and self-loathing.
His confession—the horrifying truth of his mother’s deceit, her calculated murder of his father, the insidious manipulation that led to my public humiliation and his downfall—crashes over me in relentless waves. It's too much.
Everything is too much.
My mind is a chaotic whirlwind, a thousand fragmented thoughts colliding and exploding.
His mother. Selene. A murderer. She killed Nox’s father.
And then she lied to Nox, created a monstrous curse, all to keep him from me. To
