Sera's POVThe anticipation curdled into something darker with each passing minute.I lay on the grass, watching the tree line, willing a figure to emerge. But the forest remained empty. The sky shifted from afternoon blue to dusky orange to deep purple, and still no one came.My wolf whimpered inside me, her hope slowly dying.‘He's not coming,’ she whispered. ‘Our mate isn't coming.’The wound on my leg had stopped hurting. Or maybe I had simply stopped feeling it. Anger had a numbing effect, I discovered. It burned through everything else, the pain, the heartbreak, the desperate longing—leaving only cold, hard fury in its wake.Leo eventually helped me to my feet."Let me take you home," he said quietly.I didn't argue. Didn't have the energy.He drove in silence, occasionally glancing at me with an expression I couldn't quite read. Concern, yes. But something else too. Something that looked almost like pity.When we pulled up to the villa, he turned to face me."Sera, I don't usua
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