Alara
“Lucas, wait!” I called out, my voice cracking with desperation as I chased after him down the hall. He was moving quickly, his shoulders tense, but he paused at the sound of my voice. Slowly, he turned to face me, and the look in his eyes made my heart sink.
That accusing glare—sharp, cold, like he’d already made up his mind about me. But I couldn’t let him leave things like this, not when everything was slipping out of my control.
I swallowed hard and took a deep breath, forcing the words out before I lost my nerve. “I care about him, Lucas. More than you could ever understand.” The frustration in my voice was clear, but I couldn’t stop myself. “I’ve given up everything for Kaelen. I’ve fought so hard for him, and now I’m losing him to her. How is that fair? How am I supposed to
