Diara POV
"You forced your mark on me. I don't want you, nor do I want to carry your pup!" I spat in his face. He didn't react, he just glared down at me for a long moment. Our breaths were heavy, and I could feel his warmth on my skin, making me shiver. His eyes flickered, and he finally released me with such force that it felt as though I had burned him. I wish I could.
Without another word, he opened the double doors and stepped into another room. Esme rushed to my side before I could collapse to the floor and held me tightly.
"I'm sorry, My Lady," she apologized softly.
"Esme!" We both flinched at his growl.
"He wants you to meet the others. Please, follow me to the salon," she said quickly, concern filling her eyes. I took deep breaths and followed Esme. My breath cau
