A slave to the alpha I rejected
“Of course, she hated that child. She despised that child. She’s like the rest of her family, Alpha Syzar. She does not need your pity.”
Nyssa cried. She squeezed his hand, making a show of her tears as she kissed his hand.
“I am here, Alpha. I have always been here. I will be by your side. I will never leave you. Please, Alpha. Look at me. I’m here. So please,” she said quietly,
trying to sneak past his walls, trying to place herself in a place of importance through the Alpha’s heart as she kissed his palm.
Syzar was broken. His mind rang and only sang of Celeste. He missed her scent, her eyes, her voice, and worst of all, like a sick joke.