Agatha’s POV Ah, shit. I should not have come to this birthday party. Yes, I come every year, but tonight feels strange. I feel sick knowing my destiny mate is holding someone else in his arms. Watching them together breaks my heart, and when they start kissing, I can’t take it anymore. I hate seeing it. “Wanna show them how it’s done, babe?” Fenrik asked, handing me a glass of champagne. “No, I don’t want to drink,” I said, shaking my head. “You should. It’ll help you stop thinking about what you’re looking at,” he said, his voice soft and smooth as he held out the glass again. I wanted to say no. But then I saw Rhunar kiss Lya. My throat felt tight. Maybe... maybe one drink wouldn’t hurt. Maybe it could stop the pain in my chest. I took the glass and drank it all in one go. “Another one,” I said, giving Fenrik the empty glass. He raised his eyebrow. “I’m not your waiter, you know. And you should slow down—you're an omega. I don’t think your wolf can take too much alcohol.” Hi
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