I choked a sob as I tried to hold myself together. How could I have no right? I was his mate. His Luna. I had stood by his side through everything, had given him my heart, body, and soul.
"Please, let him go," the woman whispered once more. Her fingers tightened around Damien's arm.
Damien didn't stop her. He didn't deny it. He didn't fight for me.
My legs gave out beneath me. The strength drained from me like water from a broken vessel. I felt myself falling, everything around me spinning into a blur.
But before I could fall completely, Magnus and Xavier were there. They wrapped their arms around me and held me gently. They gritted their teeth.
Magnus's hands trembled as he restrained himself, his jaw clenched tight. Xavier's eyes were filled with a rage that threatened to overflow.
But me? I felt empty. As if Damien had just taken the last remaining piece of me and crushed it beneath his heel.
