Falling for a Phantom in Time
When I needed Ronan most, he gave me only coldness.
Now that I no longer needed him, who was he trying to impress with this belated affection?
This rotten relationship had to be cut off once and for all.
One full moon night, I walked to the altar before the whole pack. I was going to initiate the ritual to dissolve the mate bond.
The moment I lit the silver candleholder, Ronan lost control.
Ignoring the guards, he stumbled forward and dropped to one knee before me.
"Don't… Carly, please…"
He clutched at the hem of my skirt. Tears were streaming down his face, and there wasn't a trace of his Alpha dignity.