Chapter 37

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Jenna's POV

“Veronica is right.” Zephyr voices finally. He doesn't get up and move towards me like Veronica did, but his eyes convey his pity.

“It's his loss. You're exceptionally beautiful, any man would be lucky to have you.”

Even though they're right, I know that deep down, sometimes what truly matters isn't the physical traits of people, but what they carry within.

I wasn't strong and agile, and so I was unfit to be the alpha's mate. Jack had chosen the woman who possessed these qualities to be his mate. While I had been rejected, left to wither...

“Thank you.” I mutter. “But I think his rejection made me realise that sometimes people look past our physical qualities.”

“A lot of men usually reject their mate because they feel she's not as attractive as they would have wanted. Women, for a lot of men, are like prized possessions, kept for gazing, just like we do some items we loot from war.”

Zephyr picks up his glass and dangles it in the air for emphasis.