Carrie’s Point of View
I cried on top of my desk until there were no more left for me to shed. I felt so broken and so incredibly foolish.
My instinct had warned me about this, and I had ignored it. It hadn't mattered when Diesel and I were up against the naysayers; it had brought us closer together, but now it was only me. I was alone, and it was so cold.
I didn't want to leave the room, but his words had clearly been an order from my alpha, not a suggestion from my chosen mate. My ex-chosen mate, I corrected bitterly.
The worst was I still loved him under all my misery. If he suddenly changed his mind, I would absolutely abandon my pride and forgive it all.
My wolf was upset. I imagined being rejected by my true mate was not as bad as it would be, but she was hurting. She had grown
