Amber
The moment I felt the bond open up, I froze. My heart skipped a beat, my breath caught in my throat, and a sickening wave of dread washed over me.
Then it hit me—Rayne’s emotions. They weren’t subtle or soft. They slammed into me like a tidal wave: raw, undiluted hatred and malice. It was so strong, so venomous, I could barely breathe under its weight. My body trembled, and my mind raced as the feelings seeped into every fiber of my being.
He hates me. He loathes me.
I panicked, shutting down my side of the bond as quickly as I could, cutting off the flood of emotions before they could drown me completely. My hand trembled as I pressed it against the wall, trying to steady myself, but nothing could stop the suffocating weight in my chest.
My own mate.
The realization clawed at
