I rushed to the door but it was locked from the outside. I crawled back to the bed. Every bone in my body screamed in pain. I’m too weak to move.
I blinked and realized that the last thing I drank was the champagne my sister gave me. Fuck. The champagne, the unexplainable pounding in my head, the lock outside the door...my sister did this to me. Taking my mate away from me wasn’t enough for her. She was willing to kill me.
This made me realize that perhaps being rejected is the lesser evil. Amber is the greatest evil.
“We’re a minute away from passing out,” Mira said to me, my wolf whimpering yet again.
I was about to reply when a mighty kick sent the door flying open, revealing a towering male figure.
My sight is becoming blurry but a pair of green eyes met my gaze. He was instantly in front of me in two mighty steps. I felt my body being lifted from the floor by massive hands.
“Alpha Garrick?”
I blinked at my mysterious savior. Those green eyes looked down at me and I could feel his warm breath on my cheeks. “Alpha Garrick?”