I stared at him, my breath shallow, my chest tight. His words echoed in my mind, twisting through the years of pain, of rejection, of loneliness he had forced upon me.
Now, suddenly, he had changed his mind? Just like that?
I let out a slow, bitter laugh, shaking my head. "So that’s it, then? You spent years pushing me away, making me feel like I was nothing. And now that you’ve realized Luna isn’t your mate, you expect me to just—what? Forget it? Move on like it never happened?"
Liam’s jaw tensed. "That’s not what I—"
I cut him off, my voice sharp. "No? Then what do you want from me, Liam?"
His lips parted, but no words came. Because he didn’t know. Or maybe, he knew, but he just wasn’t ready to admit it.
I shook my head, stepping closer, close enough that he could see every ounce o
