He Rejected Me for My Sis, Now I'm the Ruthless Alpha's Luna
He is looking back at me now — finally, fully, the way he should have been looking at me all along — with his hand pressed to his jaw and his eyes wide and something in them that might be shame or might be shock and is probably both.
"I reject you," I say.
His eyes grow wider. “Audrey—"
"I, Audrey Calloway," I say, and my voice is steady as a surgical line, "reject you, Rhys, as my mate. Fully. Completely. And without condition."
The bond reacts like a thread pulled too fast, snapping back from both ends. I feel it go through my chest like a current and then a hollow, specific silence where something used to be.
My eyes water. I don't let them do anything else.