DAMIAN'S POV:
They only made love, but the pain makes me so weak I can barely walk straight. What more if Harleigh finally accepts Alpha Torrin's claim?
I can't believe she trusts his promises more than mine. Am I really not enough? If I were the Alpha and Alpha Torrin isn't, will she love me more?
I slump on the couch and steady the weak thump of my heart, while trying to push away the dark thoughts that are running wild in my head.
Suddenly,...
When my strength returns a little, a loud crash echoes from downstairs.
I race to the living area where broken vases are scattered on the floor, while dad and Alpha Cassandra stand rigid, surrounded by Crimsonbane werewolves by the door.
"I won't marry an old man like you! Besides, you're not even an Alpha! My goal is to be a Luna. Anything else is unacceptable!" Cassandra hisses, like a spoiled child denied a gift for the first time.
