Chalice.
I puffed out my cheeks in annoyance as we walked into the quiet cold house, our footsteps echoing down the hallway as we went, and bitch, I was utterly tired. I was drained as fuck and extremely annoyed that Kael and Zevran had let Leilani go even after the lengths I'd gone to today.
They'd even stood up for her right in front of everyone as if desperate to get her to notice them.
I hated that all my plans to ruin her life were failing, and what I hated most was the fact that my mates— fiancé's— no longer seemed to care about me anymore.
All they cared about was her.
What she thought.
What she does.
What she wears.
Hell, I'd even overheard Zevran earlier today asking her to choose between himself and Jarek; and now, I could only wish that I was the one Alpha Frostclaw was so obsessed with, not her.
At least he was with her and just her. He loved her openly and would stand by her if anyone tried to hurt her. She always had the finest things in life, and I hated it.
