I Abandoned My Mate and Adopted a Pup
“That will never happen.”
I shook my head and looked at Mike, who was standing not too far away to protect us.
“My life is good right now. I have a family and a home. I no longer need to lick anyone’s boots or use my blood to prove my value.”
Feeling free of any burdens, I said firmly, “I did love you before, but you killed my love with your repeated betrayals and indifference.
“The Zoey you knew died in the battle with the leader of the wild boars. I belong to me, my pup, and the pack who accepted me.”