I didn’t know why. He was never mine. He never touched me. Never claimed me. He pushed me to the others. Rejected me. I should’ve known he didn’t want me.
Still, my heart sting. I couldn’t bear to look at him anymore.
I turned to leave.
But Jeremy grabbed my wrist and yanked me inside. I stumbled, nearly falling onto Clyde’s bed. Both of them looked up.
Griffith’s lips got swollen. Clyde’s hand was still on his waist.
“What a surprise,” Clyde said with a smug smile.
“Alpha…” I choked, unsure of what to say.
“I heard you woke up after three days,” he said, calm as ever.
“Three days…” I whispered.
“How are you feeling?” Jeremy asked, cutting off Griffith’s glare.
Clyde stepped forward and cupped my face in his hands. My body betrayed me. I melted at his touch.
“You’re beautiful,
