Elena's POV
I genuinely used to love his embrace.
Back then, as he sat in his wheelchair, his arms carried the faint, bitter scent of salve and herbs, mixed with his uniquely comforting body heat.
But now, my entire body was screaming in rejection. The mix of Selene's pheromones clinging to him made me gag.
"How many times do I have to tell you to stop bothering me?"
"In my heart, you cheated a long time ago."
"The mate I want wouldn't buy an entire private island for another she-wolf, set off fireworks for her, and act intimate beneath them."
"I'm begging you, just stop disgusting me, okay?"
He stiffened all over. In his panic, he grabbed my hand, trying to confirm something. The next second, his movement froze.
"...The bracelets?" The deep crimson in his eyes exploded. His voice
