Chapter 11: Devaluing Us
(Eden's POV)
I slammed the door to my small room, the sound echoing in the quiet hallway. My heartbeat hammered in my ears, drowning out everything else. Alexander’s raw, desperate howls from earlier still scraped at my nerves, but my anger eclipsed any pity I might have felt for him.
This wasn’t about him.
It was about me.
I leaned back against the door, sliding down until I hit the cold wooden floor. My damp clothes clung uncomfortably to me, but I didn’t have the energy to tear them off just yet. The scent of those wolf-repelling herbs mixed with the frustration boiling inside me.
How many times had Alexander turned his back on me? How many times had he chosen someone else over me—over us? The image of him with that diamond necklace flashed in my min
