Amanda’s POV
Entering my room, I felt anger, pain, and heartbreak all at once. I hated the fact that after all he had done to me, I still cared for him, yet he was driving me away. He had no right to do that.
Pacing around my room, my emotions bubbled inside of me, and no matter how hard I tried to control them, I just couldn’t. Pain, anger, heartbreak—they all surged through me. I was pained that he was sending me away, asking me to leave his room. I was his mate, for goodness' sake. I was supposed to be by his side, not him sending me away. I was angry not just at him but at myself for feeling so much concern over a man who had been brutal to me, a man who had made me wish for death. I was angry that despite all he had done to me, I couldn’t hate him like I should. I was heartbroken se
