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ELEANOR’S POV

How would you feel if your mate carried another woman in his arms while you were sitting on the floor, completely naked and trembling from the cold? How would you feel if the woman he’s carrying now in his arms is not just any woman, but a woman he loved in the past decade; his ex-girlfriend?

Because I feel like shit. After being left alone and yelled at by my own mate and the father of my child, I didn’t know what else to do but curl up and hide in a corner. Luckily, my torn dress has turned into a comforter, able to cover most of my body underneath its thick and silky fabric. It was warm and at the very least, I wasn’t shivering from the cold.

I shifted in my position as something twisted painfully in my stomach. Suddenly, the look of disappointment and shock in my mate’s eyes crossed my mind. Reminding me of the feeling of being controlled by his demand, how he used his aura to force me to stand down and Ares to withdraw unwillingly. Ares decided not to say a word even