The Alpha Wants Me Back? Denied.
If he wanted to claim the liar as his mother, I was fine with having to discard him, too.
Cold sweat broke across my skin, but deep down, I was terrifyingly calm.
I knew I had to leave, and for good. If I openly fought back, Lucian would never agree to dissolve the bond, and he would also imprison me.
So, I swallowed the pain and forced a look of submission and defeat. Looking down, I whispered, "Fine… I'll stop. I don't want Conan to hate me."
Lucian relaxed. He wore a smug, victorious look as he thought he had once again found my weakness and pinned me down.