Alpha’s Little Plaything
“I can’t stay married to you. I cannot. I cannot lie to myself, to my pack, or to anyone else. You are not the woman I am bound to. You are not Loriah.”
Her face went pale, but anger flared hotter than ever. “You can’t do this! You—don’t tell me you’re still infatuated with that human I paid off five years ago! You’re insane, Draco! Insane!”
My jaw tightened, and I felt the full force of my wolf surging. “Infatuated? No. She is the woman I love. The woman I should have been with.”
“Love? That human?!” she hissed, incredulous, voice cracking. “She’s nothing! She’s a—she’s—”