I had grown used to this. With Ophelia around, I was nothing more than a shadow, invisible to him.
But now, as the finality of my decision settled in, my mind felt clearer than it had in years. If it had been Ophelia who became his mate, she would have been the Luna of the Bloodvenom Pack by now. And yet, it was me—me, who had given him the power to become Alpha. And still, he never declared me as his Luna. I was nothing more than a placeholder, a name on paper, and nothing in his heart.
Caspian stopped abruptly, his gaze finally falling to the suitcase at my feet. His voice was cold, as it had always been. "Claire Laurentia, is this just another one of your dramatic stunts?"
Ophelia, nestled comfortably in his arms, looked up at me with feigned innocence. "Claire, I twisted my ankle, and since Caspian said the Bloodvenom Pack was close by, he brought me here to take care of it. You don't mind, do you?"