Chapter 56- Loss of Something Special

Salara’s POV

I stare over at Derrick in disbelief. I can’t believe that he would mark me as his mate without speaking to me first. It was bad enough when I thought that Henry had marked me as his, but to learn that instead it was Derrick…the betrayal that I feel is unexplainable. How can we move on with a future together if I can’t trust him to not make decisions for me without asking.

I spent five years allowing Henry to dictate my life and I refuse to step right into the same type of relationship with Derrick. He knew my feelings on becoming a werewolf, and yet he made me one anyway, and without my consent.

Silence stretches between as we are both lost in our own thoughts. The sour smell from earlier fills the room in larger doses, choking me with its scent and nearly bringing me to my knees. My sense of smell must be going haywire thanks to my changing into a werewolf.

I drop myself back on the hospital bed, a dazed look taking over my face. I am becoming a werewolf. What if I be