Mira screamed in pain and I fell to the ground. By the look on his face, his wolf is hurting too. I have no choice, rejecting him will save me from my father’s whip. “I, Fiona, youngest daughter of Alpha Talon of the Nightshade Pack, accept your rejection, Alpha Garrick of the Stoneheart Pack.”
And when I finished those words, I rolled to the ground, shrieking in pain.
Alpha Garrick remained standing, though he was clutching his chest, his screams were far softer and less gut-wrenching compared to mine.
My sister immediately grabbed two glasses of champagne from the passing waitress. Everyone looked at me like I'm the source of entertainment tonight. “One for you, my lovely sister.”
I took a sip. But the sight of my sister kissing him passionately and touching him intimately after rejecting me...I let myself descend into madness.
I emptied half of the glass and threw the remaining wine to her face.
Before she could scream, I forced myself up and sprinted far away. I ran away from my birthday party, away from the music. I ran away from the Nightshade Pack.