I shoved those thoughts aside and focused on the only thing I had planned for the day—my appointment with the pack healer. I was getting a routine procedure done, nothing serious, but it didn’t matter. My mind wasn’t on the surgery; it was stuck on the wreckage of my life.
The healer worked quickly, and I was awake again in no time. But it wasn’t the anesthesia that left me feeling numb—it was the weight of everything Darius had destroyed.
As they guide me out, I saw something that made my blood run cold.
It was them…clinging to each other.
Elara and my mate…Darius.
Ember's POV
Elara, with Darius beside her, his arm looped through hers as if they had no shame, walking right down the corridor of the pack clinic. Elara’s eyes locked onto mine, her lips curling into a cruel sneer. "What, are you stalking us now?" she hissed.