He wasn’t going to choose me.
I stepped back, distancing myself from Derek and the rest of the pack. My heart ached in a way I never thought possible, a deep, pain that echoed through my very bones.
“Kimberly…” Derek’s voice was low, pleading.
“I trusted you,” I whispered. “After everything we’ve been through, I thought... I thought I knew you too well.”
The rogue, still bound by Marsh’s grip, giggled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Looks like you chose wrong, little wolf.”
That was the last straw. I turned on him, fury surging like wildfire. Before anyone could stop me, I lunged, pinning the rogue to the ground with a snarl. His eyes widened as I bared my teeth, my claws digging into his skin.
“Shut up!” I growled, each word dripping with the rage and pain coursing through me. I
