Polina remained silent and ignored Ruslan’s presence for an entire week. She refused to take food or medicine from his hands. She wouldn’t eat at all if the man stayed nearby. When he grew too persistent and tried to start a conversation, she spoke only three words: kill, let go, hate. The moment the Alpha entered the bedroom, the girl turned away from him. If he turned her face toward him, she closed her eyes. When the man lay down beside her and wrapped her in his arms, she cried quietly. It began to feel to Ruslan as though the entire bedroom was soaked in the bitterness of her tears.
"Maybe you could yell at me again, like before?" — the man asked quietly, sitting down on the bed beside her. — "You can trash the bedroom or hit me. Please. Say anything to me."
"Let me go." — Polina wh
