The Alpha's Luna: Burn Her Love to Ashes
He didn't take them immediately, only brushed his fingers lightly against mine before letting them hang forgotten on the chair.
After it was over, Callum pulled away without a word, his touch gone cold—as if nothing had ever happened.
Then he sat down at the table, the scent of venison filling the room.
Callum Wolffang was my Alpha, my so-called "mate." However, our marriage was nothing more than just a signed contract.
I gave him everything: my time, my dreams, my heart. He accepted it all without hesitation.
For a long time, I let myself believe that meant we loved each other.