The Alpha I shouldn't crave
The bond snapped like a rubber band pulled too tight, pain lancing through my chest so sharp I gasped, and the faces around me blurred into a sea of pity and barely concealed satisfaction.
Jenna's eyes met mine for one horrible second, her smile apologetic but not quite reaching regret, and I knew, I fucking knew, she'd wanted this, she been working toward it for months.
"Sandra, I'm so sorry, but the heart wants what it wants, and Damon and I—" she started, her voice that same sweet tone she'd used when we were kids sharing secrets.
"Fuck you." I didn't wait for her to finish, didn't stay to watch Damon's teeth sink into her skin where mine should have been, I just turned and shoved through