"You can't keep avoiding this." Rhys followed me as I tried to escape him. I continued through the front door.
"And you can't keep doing this, Rhys!" I hopped down the steps into the yard. "I'm so flipping tired of all this!" I turned, flinging a hand out.
"All what?" Xander's silky voice slid over my already raw nerves. Not him too!
My mate-bond thrummed in my chest, but I ignored the pull. I was angry. At him. At Rhys. At the entire flipping world.
Sure, I had problems. I didn't want to be a Bride. I didn't want a mate, and then to feel pulled to his Beta.
I wanted…hell I didn't even know what I wanted. The freedom to love who I chose? To choose who I loved? I stood there, a cool breeze tickling across my skin, and I had a moment of clarity.
I didn't love Xander. Not in a lit
