Seraphina,
"He personally escorted her to the car. Even fixed her dress." The servant's words felt like thousands of needles stabbing into my heart.
My head snapped toward her, my eyes melting gold with rage as my enraged Wolf howled inside me.
"What do you mean?"
"It's true. He was smiling when he took her out!"
Something inside me snapped. He smiled at her, held her arm, and fixed her hem? When I used to go to gatherings with him, I had to take another car just to get there. It was always me clinging to him, begging for even a glance.
But he was taking her to gatherings himself?
A violent surge of anger washed over me. My hands moved before I could stop them, sweeping everything off the dressing table.
"How dare he! He always acts so cold and untouchable, and now he's eyeing that
