Ella's
I sat on the cold bathroom floor, hugging my knees as silence finally fell outside the door. My mind was racing with everything I had overheard. Aidan’s rage, Nikolai’s cold logic, and the horrifying realization that I wasn’t just dealing with any werewolf—I was dealing with one who despised females.
And he was my Mate.
I swallowed hard, pressing my back against the wall. My wolf was unusually quiet now, as though she, too, was trying to process the situation.
“What do I do?” I whispered to the empty room, my voice trembling.
No answer came, just the faint echo of my question in the tiny space. My phone buzzed softly in my pocket, but I ignored it. The thought of leaving the safety of this bathroom was too overwhelming.
Eventually, exhaustion caught up with me. The
