I smiled coldly, savoring his disbelief. “You heard me. I, Daphne Stone, reject—”
Jasper’s hand clamped over my mouth before I could finish. His eyes blazed with fury and he seemed about to explode.
“What the hell were you thinking?” he snarled, his grip tightening painfully. “There should be a limit to your childishness, Daphne.”
His words echoed in my ears, and it drew my final straw. I shoved him away with all my might. “Childish?”
A red haze clouded my vision as pure, unfiltered hatred surged through me. “I’m not the childish one, Jasper. You are—with your perfect little Briana!”
“Daphne!” he growled, baring his fangs.
I scoffed, my heart hammering in my chest. This month had been a brutal wake-up call. I knew I didn’t matter to him. He'd made that clear when he left me at the altar. I knew for sure that he'd snap my neck in a heartbeat just to protect her. But for him to throw it in my face like this? It was too much, and I was too furious I couldn't even cry.
“Get out!” I screamed, the words ripping out of me. “I don’t give a damn if you’re the next Alpha or the moon goddess herself—get out before I tear you apart!”