NORA
I stood amidst the encroaching crowd, feeling the weight of their judgment pressing down on me like a suffocating blanket. The murmurs and whispers grew louder, each word a dagger to my already wounded heart.
After saying those words to Mira, she became silent, at least for now, she hasn't said anything. But I could feel everyone's eyes, they were all judging me, but I do not care.
Eric, Sylvester’s Beta, stepped forward, his eyes cold and unyielding. “I always knew you were trouble, Nora,” he sneered. “But this? Betraying your mate and the pack? You have sunk to a new low.”
I clenched my fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms. “Eric, you never gave me a chance,” I replied, my voice trembling but firm. “You have always been quick to judge me.”
Right from the after wedding
