Elisa D´Angelo
Urien left, and I felt a void in my chest that no one and nothing could fill. The other three assholes stood there waiting for Urien to leave the room, and once that happened, my father stood between the alphas and my bed.
“You need to leave,” Dad said with an angry, stern voice.
“Sir, if we may have a word with her,” Wyatt said. He sounded like a lost puppy. What am I saying? I should not feel compassion for them. They hurt me, they tried to abuse me, blindside me, and force me into a bond that was not the one I was destined to live in. They even went to the extent of agreeing on sharing me, when I had one, ONLY ONE mate.
“The f**k are you getting close to her?” Matei growled, and they sighed.
“We want to explain,” Fermin said in a more composed voice than Wyatt's
