He didn’t answer. He didn’t even look at me.
Instead, he turned to Pierre, his voice shaking. "I-if you want her, then we won’t stand in your way."
I felt the ground drop out from beneath me, my legs threatening to give way. "What?" I choked out, unable to believe what I was hearing. This was my fiancé, the man I had trusted, the man who was supposed to protect me! But in the face of danger, he was giving me up without a fight.
Pierre’s smile widened, his dark satisfaction evident. He took a step closer, his presence dominating the room, while Matthias and his family retreated in fear. I could hardly breathe.
"I won’t risk the safety of my pack to protect a woman like you, Raphaella. You know what’s at stake," Matthias coldly said.
A woman like me. The words struck me harder than any blow could have. My breath caught in my throat as I tried to process what he had just said. Matthias, the man I had been ready to marry, the man who was supposed to love and protect me, was abandoning me.