Frustrated, I intoned coldly, "I, Amari Walker, Luna of the Wind Winder Pack, reject you, Travis Wright as my mate!"
As soon as my words fell, Travis' expression twisted in pain.
Glaring at me, he hissed, "I, Travis Wright, Alpha of the Wind Winder Pack, reject your rejection, Amari Walker!"
Clutching my chest in pain, I shouted, "Just let me go, Travis!"
"Shut up! You’ll regret this," Travis roared, then he called his Beta through the pack link, ensuring I would hear every word he said.
"Lawrence, cancel Karina's surgery."
Travis thought his threats would break me. He stared at me, expecting a reaction, but I just looked at him, unflinching.
At the other end of the line, I heard Lawrence respond. "Alpha, Mrs. Walker passed away three days ago, on the day of your wedding."
"What?" Travis was stunned, glancing at me in disbelief before asking angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Lawrence, seemingly anxious to avoid blame, hurriedly explained, "Alpha, you specifically said that Mrs. Walker's matters didn’t need to be reported to you."
Upon hearing what he said, I mentally scoffed. It wasn't surprising. Aside from Solana, my existence or happiness never mattered to Travis.