"I, Alaric Blackthorn, accept Selina Frostveil’s rejection," Alaric said, his voice rough.
Pain ripped through both of them at once. Selina clutched her stomach as the burn spread through every inch of her body. Beneath the agony that almost knocked her off her feet as their mate bond snapped, something unexpected rose quietly in her chest.
Relief.
Alaric had finally accepted it. She was free. He wouldn’t haunt her steps anymore.
Raven pulled Selina into his arms as they both sank to the ground. One hand rubbed her back, the other cupped her cheek. The moment his skin touched hers, a warm spark shot straight up her spine. Selina’s eyes widened at how clear and vivid it felt.
Raven’s touch soothed her like a medicine meant for fresh wounds.
Slowly, the pain draining her body began to
