The other was my mate. The man for whom my heart beat with a sweet pain every time I closed my eyes.
"James is a pup to whom we do not belong," Liana's voice echoed in my head, loaded with contempt. "You cannot go to that dinner. Thorne is waiting for us. It’s his birthday, Maren."
"He rejected me, Liana. What if the invitation is just to do it again?" I replied, turning off the taps and stepping out of the shower.
"If you go with that boy today, we will wither. Do not force me to smell another Alpha on our skin tonight."
As I stepped out of the bathroom, the phone buzzed again
It was James again, and this time the message produced a look of confusion.
James [10:30 AM]: "I'll pick you up at seven. Wear the blue dress, the one you wore when I met you. I want everyone to see that you
