ALPHA ADRIAN’S PLAYTHING.
All the years I’d devoted to him, every bit of love and loyalty I’d poured into our relationship, suddenly felt like a lie.
And that was it. In his world, I was nothing more than a temporary relief, something he’d been enduring out of some twisted sense of obligation. My hands trembled, my vision blurred with tears that I refused to let fall in front of him, in front of everyone.
Then his voice, cold and commanding, rang out across the hall, freezing me in place.
“Let this day be the day that I, Callum Blake, reject you, Selene Blake, as my mate,” he declared, his words echoing like a final, unforgiving sentence.
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