~Harlow’s Point of View~
The heart in my chest thuds loudly all the way to my ears as my brain runs through every emotion. Pity for myself at being so naive, anger at him for leading me on.
No, this simply can’t be right! There was something real between us, something intense and passionate. His eyes, the way he looked at me, the way he felt. The way his wolf was with me.
It was all a lie?? Months and months of his smiles, his attention. Months of unspoken lust. How many damn nights did I touch myself thinking about Tate? While what??? He was with some other female?!
“Son of a b***h,” I whisper, as a lonely tear falls down my cheek. I put my hand over my belly, and silently apologize to Bunny. Tate would have absolutely been an amazing father.
I’m literally so mad I can’t move. It’s
