“Maybe,” I said, feeling the numbness settle in. “But maybe I’m finally seeing things for what they are.”
“Seeing that we are mates? Everyone knows that,” he continued.
“It wasn't about everyone knowing it! You're acting like Elize's mate more than mine. Of course, you knew that and you never cared about my feelings,” I bursted out.
“Stop this nonsense Maise. Why are you comparing yourself to Elize? You're my mate. That should be enough for you.” Yet, just having the title is not something I could hold on to.
Any minute, a political marriage between Desar and Elize is not impossible. Desar is Alpha of the Stanley pack and Elize is the daughter of the previous pack -perfect match from the moon goddess.
“Come on inside, it's freezing out here.”
With that, I obeyed my Alpha and went back in.
As I sat across from Desar at the dinner table, Elize and Kyle cast glances my way, their faces barely masking the amusement under false sympathy. Elize's expression was particularly smug, and I knew she was reveling in the distance she’d managed to wedge between Desar and me.