“That’s not true,” he whispers.
“What was that? Because you had no issues leaving me with Zeke!” I growl at him, turning my glare on Zeke.
“And what have you got to say for yourself?” I snarl at Zeke.
“I’m sorry,” he murmurs.
“That’s it?” I ask.
“No, that is not it, Zirah. We f****d up, and you can rub that in our faces all you want, but you are our mate!”
“If I choose for you to be mine!” I scream.
“Tables have turned, Zeke, and after what you’ve done, there is no way I’d choose you…. Any of you!”
“Z…”
“Don’t call me that,”
“And you wouldn’t choose me. You said you would once,”
“Because you were the lesser of three evils!” I scream at him.
“You’re lying… don’t give me that s**t, Z. I know you love me,” Regan growls, stepping toward me. Hunter growls, and he backs up.
“Hun
