After all that suffering, Ronan—and his entire pack—were now protecting this female. I couldn't wrap my head around it.
When I exposed the truth, Ronan scrambled to cover it up.
"That's all in the past. Why bring it up now?"
The pack Elders didn't seem to mind either.
Of course not. After all, she was carrying a pup now.
I lifted my chin, forcing the tears back.
"Ronan, you've loved her for years. Now that you're a powerful Alpha and she's carrying your heir, you brought her back."
"You got your pack Elders to accept her. All of you, letting bygones be bygones. How pathetic can you be?"
A clawed hand cracked across my face.
I stumbled, barely catching myself.
The burning sting on my cheek deepened my despair—but it also hardened something inside me.
"Bonded assets. I'm still entitled to an equal split of our shared territory."
"Ronan, don't push this too far. I've agreed to the Bond Dissolution. But if you think I'm walking away with nothing—"
I swept my gaze around the great hall of the central den.
My voice came out iron-hard: "If you force me to leave empty-handed, I'll die right here in this longhouse."
I'd never been one to make scenes or throw tantrums.