SILVER BLOOD
Both of them wore smirks on their faces.
"I, Bryan Ducati—" he started.
"No, wait… please don’t do this," my voice cracked as I stepped forward, trembling, desperate to stop him from declaring his next words.
"Reject you, Hannah Anderson, from being my mate," he finished, pulling Heather closer to him.
The pain I’d never felt before tore through me as I screamed and collapsed to the floor. My heart shattered as my last hope for life crashed—my last star in the sky, lost in the darkness that seemed to grow bigger now.