Lyra POVI storm out, slamming the door, my heart shattering into pieces. In the elevator, I cry harder, mascara running down my cheeks. How did this happen? Karma. Yeah, maybe he’s right. I think back to Tessa, my best friend since forever. We grew up together in the pack, shared secrets, laughed about boys. Then Sebastian came along, tall, brooding, with that Beta vibe that made my wolf howl. He was Tessa’s mate, but the pull was too strong. One night turned into many, stolen kisses, hidden rendezvous. I betrayed her, shattered our bond. She found out, and confronted me with tears in her eyes. “How could you, Lyra? You’re like my sister.” I didn’t even apologize properly, just packed up and ran with Marcus when he swept in like a savior.Regret floods me as I walk the streets, aimless. Karma did come for me. I feel so bad, gut-wrenching guilt twisting inside. Tessa probably hates me forever, and now I’m alone again. But wait, do I really care? If karma wants to mess with me, fine. I
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