Riley POV
"Riley, can I have a minute?"
Dax's voice halted me in my tracks, his hand reaching out to grab my arm as I paused in the hallway, my eyes widening in surprise.
"I don't have anything to say to you, Dax. You've made it clear that what we had meant nothing to you," I said scornfully, yanking his hand off of me and glaring at him. "You plied me with pretty words and false promises, and like a fool, I believed you. God, I was stupid," I breathed, "but you taught me a valuable lesson, one I should never have forgotten in the first place. Never to trust anybody but yourself."
"Riley, it's not what you think. I overheard Sofia and my mother. They have some sort of spell on me. Some spell that makes me believe I'm her actual mate. The more distance between us, the clearer my head
