(Kennedy's POV)
I stormed out of her room, my mind storming with all sorts of emotions. Her words echoed inside my head, each word deeper and more painful than the last.
"I don't have the heart to take in someone as beautiful as you."
Beautiful? That's all she thought of me? Like some passing fancy, something she could admire but never have. And her rejection wasn't a hit against my pride, it ripped the bond I felt so well. She thought she was saving me from pain, but in doing so, she was ripping me apart.
My hands fisted, my nails digging into the palmar surfaces. The mention of her past mate, Marcus, seemed to fan the fire in me. He had rejected her? Hurt her so deeply she couldn't even see her worth anymore? I wanted to hunt him down and make him pay for what he had done to her. My
