Voren barely even glanced her way, his expression staying as cold and indifferent as a frozen lake in the dead of winter. "I can't say the same."
The smile on Athaliah's face faltered hard, cracking under the weight of his words.
Before she could even pull herself back together, his next line hit her like a slap. "Let's not waste each other's time here." His eyes met hers directly, no mercy, no softness. "I don't like you."
There wasn't a trace of cruelty in his tone, just raw, brutal honesty that stung worse than any insult could. "And I won't marry you."
The color slowly drained from Athaliah's face, leaving her looking pale and shaken. For the first time in years, someone had straight-up rejected her.
She had always been the one doing the turning down, wealthy businessmen from the human world, powerful Alphas from rival packs, influential heirs from respected families.
