Damon's P.O.VThe pain was unbearable. It started as a dull ache in my chest three days ago, right after Sophia's revelation in the arena. At first, I thought it was guilt or stress. But as the hours passed, the ache grew into a constant, gnawing agony that made it difficult to breathe, to think, to function. The mate bond was deteriorating. And it was killing me.I stood in my office, gripping the edge of my desk so hard the wood cracked beneath my fingers. Sweat dripped down my face despite the cold air. My wolf was going insane inside me, clawing at my mind, demanding I go to our mate, fix this, make it right.But Aveline wouldn't see me. Wouldn't see any of us. She'd locked herself in her tower room and refused to open the door. The guards reported that she barely ate, barely moved, just sat by the window staring at nothing. And every day, she grew paler, weaker, more like a ghost than a living wolf.The rejected mate bond was destroying her even faster than it was destroying us.
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