Kira's POV
Once again, I felt used. Disgusted with myself.
Why couldn’t I just say no?
Maybe I couldn’t fight it. Not really. Not while I was still mated to the triplets. Their pull on me—on my body, was too strong. But at the very least, I should’ve tried.
I turned my head slowly. Alpha Darius stood near the window, sipping whiskey from a glass, his back to me like I didn’t even exist.
Shame curled through me as I slid out of the bed. My body ached in ways I didn’t want to think about, but I forced myself to move. I bent down and picked up my wrinkled clothes, one piece at a time, dressing in silence.
The entire time, he didn’t even glance my way.
My wolf whimpered softly inside me, a sound filled with pain and rejection. But I shoved the feeling down and walked to the door, refusi
