“Not yet. Just wait a little longer. Now turn around.”
The sounds that followed made my chest tighten. Soft gasps. Movement against the desk. Their breaths mixing together. Each sound cut deeper than any blade.
I could not breathe. The hallway spun around me.
I wanted to burst through the door. I wanted to scream until the entire tower shook. But humiliation weighed on me like chains.
If I walked in now, I would not just be the betrayed mate. I would become the mad woman who caused a scene.
Slowly I stepped backward. My legs felt weak but I forced myself to move.
Instead of going to the elevator, I walked down the hall toward the women’s restroom. Inside, I pushed open the largest stall and locked the door behind me.
I leaned my forehead against the cold metal wall and tried to breathe. My hands shook violently.
A minute later, the restroom door opened. The sharp sound of heels clicked across the floor.
“Did you see her?” one woman whispered.
“I did,” another answered. “It’s Luna Warhowl. She walked past my desk earlier. She looked completely unaware.”
“This is so awkward,” Shaelyn said. I heard the water running in the sink. “Do you think she knows? About Luvena?”