Jorjette’s Pov
As soon as I completed those words, I felt a searing pain and I could see Gabe’s contorting in pain and I just liked it. The mark on my neck was burning and I held onto my neck as my face turned red. Enduring pain without Kyra was like a suicide mission and the pain of rejection was on multiple folds.
My chest was aching and I felt like a force within me was being shredded into pieces. The Alphas had all gone quiet and I hated the way they looked at me with pity in their eyes.
“Jorjette Carlson, I do not think this is the right place for this. You can carry on with your rejection later. We need to continue with the meeting.” Roman’s voice resounded in the room and I gritted my teeth, trying to suppress the pain.
The cold look in Roman’s eyes told me that he didn't care
