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“Fine, I’m leaving no need to be pushy,” he says as the door slams in his face.
Tears trace down my cheeks, wetting the pillow beneath me. I sniff as Angela sits on the bed again at my side.
“Archer’s an asshole. I should go punch him in his stupid face,” Angela says with a growl.
“It’s not worth it. I should have known better than to think he could be more than the ruthless alpha he’s rumored to be.”
“Don’t do that,” Angela says.
“Don’t do what? The truth has been staring me in the face all this time, and I ignored it. I stupidly thought he could at least come to care about me. I was fucking wrong.”
“Please don’t lose hope. Archer may surprise you.” Angela pats my leg as she stands to leave.
Thank fuck.
I just want her to leave me alone to wallow in peace.
The door clicks shut behind her, and I take a deep breath—the first deep breath I have been able to take since Archer stormed from the room.
A sob breaks free, and I curl in on myself.
The man is every inch the brutal alpha he is rumored to be. There is no changing that. How did I ever think I could get him to love me?
Have I just been fooling myself the last several months? Did I read too much into all those tender moments?
He said he cared about me. He nearly started a war to get me back and asked pack members to volunteer to leave the pack so my family could come here.
Was it all a lie?
It has to have been a lie because actions speak louder than words.
He will never love me. He will never care about me. I’m his possession, not his equal. Why did I ever think any differently?
I’m here for the soul purpose to make him look good.
My soft cries fill the room. Tears track down my cheeks. I want my mom here, but at the same time, I’m glad she’s not.
She would freak the fuck out and lay into Archer.
It’s kind of a blessing she’s not here—I don’t want her in even more danger—but wanting my mom when my heart is breaking is a natural reaction.
Aren’t moms supposed to be there for their daughter’s first heartbreak? Is that what this is?
I have been lying to myself all this time. It’s not a possibility that I will fall in love with Archer because somewhere along the way I already did.
It’s bad enough that I don’t know where my mom is and if Grayson has her still locked in a cell. Months have passed, and Ellie can’t even remember the last time she saw my parents.
Everything is going to complete hell now, but I have a feeling it’s only just beginning.
10
Archer
I run a hand through my hair as I pace my office. It was an exercise in restraint pulling away from my mate.
The way her face crumpled with pain at my cruelty will haunt me for the rest of my days.
I must stay strong, though.
