Estella’s POV
Guilt gnawed at me for one long moment, but then my anger won.
“You don’t get to ask me that!” I snapped. “You don’t get to choose who I think about, or who I touch! You refuse to accept our bond, and yet you’re preparing to accept a consort! And you expect me to sit here, obedient and faithful, while you f**k your wife?” My nails dug into my palms painfully. “The only reason you want me is because of that damn curse! Beyond that, nothing about me is any of your business! Not who I love, not who I f**k, and not who I think about!”
I shot each word like a blade, and I could tell they hit home, but I couldn’t stop.
“My wolf is waking,” I continued, a bitter smile curling my lips. “When she’s strong enough, I’ll do us both a favor and sever the bond! We’ll both be free of t
