I wandered aimlessly through the streets, my heart heavy and my mind clouded with a mix of anger and despair. I didn’t know where I was going. All I knew was that I couldn’t stay here. I couldn’t stay in a place where I was nothing. Where I was nobody. I wasn’t even the Alpha’s daughter anymore. I was just… Remi.
Eventually, I made my way home—the packhouse I had once thought of as mine. The place where Eros and I had built our life together, or so I thought. The door opened with a creak, and I stepped inside, my heart sinking with each step. The house felt colder than it ever had before. The walls, once warm with memories of our love, now seemed suffocating.
And then, I heard it. The sound that shattered my last shred of hope.
Moaning. Soft, breathy moans that made my stomach churn. Eros and Daisy. In our bed. In the bed that had once been ours.
I stood frozen in the doorway, my heart in my throat as I heard their voices. Eros's deep, familiar tone. Daisy’s breathy giggles. "You’re so much better than her," I heard Eros say, his voice laced with a smug satisfaction. "Remi’s so boring. She’s like a lifeless doll in bed."