Part 62

/Axel's POV/

My beating heart fell to my stomach like a dead rose petal, watching the omega speak with Ethan, eyes crinkling and mouth curving at something he had said. I could feel my stomach boil, an irrational surge of feelings taking over, and the utter negligence from inside had my feet moving towards them before my mind comprehended it.

This was not the same Lana I chose to mate; overflowing with sweet, earnest innocence made her intentions towards me clear as the night. She was yielding in all ways, except in her stubborn decision. This was not the same one who had laughed at my silly attempt of humour, who stared at me as if I hung the moon and stars for her.

I was lucky if she spared me a glance in my direction now. How did it come to this?

I fought down a strangled, choking sound, whirling around, marching purposefully through the nearest open door in a drastic attempt to get away. I needed the cold wind whip on my face – a firm, strict reminder that this was my choice.

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