I stood in the center of the room, my heart racing with anxiety. The elder's words echoed in my mind: "Choose one of these males to be your mate. If you refuse, you will leave the Order and start a new life."
I looked at Kayson, Ronan, and Ryder, my mates, my loves. How could I choose just one? They had risked everything to rescue me, to save me from Winston's clutches.
Winston sneered at me, a threatening look on that smug face of his. Like that would make me choose him.
One the other hand were my loves, i being forced to choose amongst them, but I knew I couldn't. I couldn't betray my mates, my heart.
"I won't choose," I said, my voice firm. "I can't do it."
The elder's expression turned cold. "Very well," he said. "If you refuse to choose, you will leave the Order. You will start a
