Nathan's POV
She signed the mate bond dissolution papers. She signed without thinking twice. Right in front of me.
A bitter smile spread across my face as I downed another glass of brandy. The burn in my throat did nothing to ease the ache in my chest.
"Her wolf hasn't howled since morning," Alaric observed through our mind link. "She's shutting down."
I should have felt relieved. After all, I was the one who asked for the rejection. But ever since Kyra put her name on those papers, it felt like a part of me had been ripped away.
Kyra and I had been friends for over ten years. The day she transferred to my high school, I accidentally bumped into her by the lake. She looked like a frightened kitten, carefully hiding her true self behind those thick antique eyeglasses. Her orange blossom scent was faint but unmistakable. That was intriguing.
