Violet
Kael surfaced in my mind like a lifeline, and I grabbed onto it desperately.
'You have a mate already. This—whatever this is—doesn't matter. It shouldn't matter.'
I shook my head and immediately turned to weave through the passing wolves until I couldn't see or sense Rowan close by anymore.
This was fine. This was good.
Rowan should be with someone else. Someone who wasn't me. I hated the way the bond was making me feel this way.
If anything, this would be better for Rowan.
I should be happy about this.
I told myself I was relieved.
But the annoying feeling in my chest wouldn't go away.
I pushed the image of him together with that woman out of my mind and tried to focus on the festival again.
But it wasn't the same.
I made my way to some stalls to at least enjoy the rest of the night.
I tried all sorts of things, and soon enough, the slight enjoyment I felt earlier was returning and warming me from the inside out again.
