Yet here they were Nina had followed through.
"She's gone," Martha said.
"You weren't here, so I thought you knew…"
"Gone?" Alpha Ethan gripped the photo, nearly collapsing.
"Where? Where'd she go?"
Martha shook her head.
"I don't know, Alpha Ethan."
He fumbled for his phone, calling Nina.
A cold voice informed him she'd blocked him.
Why? Why would she do this?
They'd agreed it was a fake bond-breaking. She had to know he loved her most, that he'd never truly unbind her. So why leave? Why block him?
Was it because he'd cut her face? Was she that angry?
"Martha, I texted you to get a healer for Nina's face. Did you?"
Martha frowned. "I never got a text, Alpha Ethan."
"What?" He checked his phone. No messages sent. He'd meant to text that day, but Clara distracted him, and he f
