"Jasper!" My voice broke as I called out to him. "Where are you going?"
He looked back with a cold expression, his words sharp. "Not now, Daphne! We can do this another time. Briana needs me."
My brain froze. What did he mean by another time? He had already made me wait for five years. When was he finally going to mark me?
I watched in disbelief as he scooped Briana into his arms, carrying her away like she was the most precious thing.
"Jasper! Get back here!" My chest tightened, feeling the world closing in on me.
"You can't do this to me!" I shouted with a plea, but he never looked back.
And maybe it was my imagination, but I could’ve sworn I saw a smirk tug at Briana’s lips. A bitter sigh escaped me as I glanced at the pack. Some looked at me with pity, others whispered behind their hands. Their stares weighed on me, crushing my spirit, yet Jasper expected me to endure it.
I couldn’t. I bolted out of the moon temple, chest tight with rage, tears blurring my vision. Each step felt like fire, the betrayal burning deeper with every second. Jasper had never put me first—never. It was always Briana. Everything revolved around her.