Kyra’s POV
I took the opportunity to leave when Nathan paused in shock after what I said. Sylvia, snarled in my mind, "He doesn't deserve your pain, Kyra. Walk away now." I glared at him one last time before I slammed the door shut behind me.
How could he try to touch me after everything that happened?His scent—that minty freshness that used to comfort me—now only made my stomach churn. The bond between mates was sacred, yet he had shattered it without hesitation.
Oh God! I couldn’t believe him! The Nathan I knew—the one whose wolf, Alaric, had once nuzzled against my neck in affection—would never have disrespected me like this, even in anger. The old him would lower his voice the moment he realized his mistakes and would immediately apologize for what he’s done wrong.
I was about to go back and find Kieran so we could immediately leave this nonsense party when I bumped into Sophia in the hallway. Her eyes were fixated on me and were sharp as if firing a hole right in my head.
