I had left my pack 4 years ago to come live in this city where White Moon Pack is situated simply because Skyler had complained about tolerating my parents, who didn't see him as befitting for me. I cut ties with my pack and made other sacrifices, including personal changes for him and this is what I get, a blunt betrayal from him.
This was it. I couldn't take it anymore than this. It was clear as the daylight that I no longer meant anything to him. Forcing a relationship with him was meaningless.
No more will I be an understanding and naive girlfriend. Never.
The following day, I decided to leave the office earlier than usual, despite it being my day off. I had come to work just to unwind, hoping to clear my mind after the disaster of yesterday. At exactly 4 p.m., I headed to my scooter, letting the cool evening air seep into my skin, trying to shake off the heaviness in my chest.
Just as I reached for my helmet, I froze—an all-too-familiar scent hit me. Skyler.