That’s when I saw a new status update from Elize. Posted just minutes ago, it was a picture of Desar sitting beside her in the backseat of a car. He looked relaxed, eyes closed as though content, while Elize gazed into the camera, leaning just close enough to show a level of intimacy I knew all too well. The caption stung worse than anything.
[It turns out I am still your first choice after so many years.]
I stared at it, my heart clenched tight, and a bitter smile curved on my lips. There it was. The truth I’d been unwilling to accept, was captured in a single, cruel message. I couldn’t pretend anymore, couldn’t ignore the reality staring back at me.
My wolf was in pain too. I know because I can communicate with her since I was young. I was the youngest she-wolf that could bond with an inner wolf even before the shifting started.
Old stories said that if that happens, the she-wolf is blessed by the moon goddess and the pack she's part of.
That's also the reason why when Alpha Stanley knew that I'm Desar's mate, he didn't object.
Taking a steady breath, I typed a quick reply: [Congratulations]
With that, I set my phone down, letting go of the last shred of hope I’d held onto.
