Chapter Sixty-one
Thalina
It had been days since I watched him walk out of that room, his grip firm around another woman’s wrist, without a single word to me.
He didn’t even look back.
I stood there, stunned, my heart sinking deeper into my stomach with every step he took away from me. I kept waiting—waiting for him to turn, to say something, anything. But he never did.
Professor Maverick left me.
And he left with someone else.
The pain hit me harder than I wanted to admit. No matter how much I tried to push the memory away, it clung to me like a shadow, refusing to fade. The image of him with her played over and over in my mind, each replay cutting just as deep as the first time.
And the worst part? He made no effort to explain.
Was I being too hard on him? No. I didn’t think so.
I knew he had come looking for me that night, and I knew he had seen me with Fenris. I could have pushed Fenris away, told him to leave, but I didn’t. I needed to keep what I had with P
