The sunlight hit my bedroom window like a thousand glass needles stabbing into my retinas. The pain exploded, making me let out a choked groan.
It wasn’t a hangover.
It was the echo of Thorne’s voice repeating over and over in my head like a loop, burning through every cell of my body.
"I am your professor... there are rules..." I whispered with a broken voice, feeling each of my tears cascade down my cheeks.
I buried my face in the pillow, pressing it against my mouth until the air failed me. I stayed like that, motionless, counting my heartbeats against the mattress until the silence of the room became unbearable.
How could the Moon Goddess be so cruel?
The mate bond was supposed to be stronger than anything. My mate was supposed to love me above all else. We were even supposed to
