I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. The words echoed in my head, the realization that Eros had never cared for me, never loved me like he should have. He had never seen me. Not really.
A bitter laugh escaped my lips as Daisy’s laughter rang out, followed by a soft sigh of satisfaction. “She’s nothing compared to me,” she purred. “I’m glad I’m finally where I belong.”
My wolf howled in fury, the desire to lash out so strong that it was nearly overwhelming. But I forced it down. I couldn’t lose control. Not now. Not when I had so much at stake.
I didn’t know how long they shared my bed together. All I knew was after some time, Daisy finally left.
I turned and walked away, but not before I heard the door creak open. Eros stepped into the hallway, looking at me with that same indifferent expression, as though I were nothing more than an inconvenience.
“You’re here,” he said, as though addressing a servant. “I’m hungry. Make me something to eat.”