Ninety-Four

CJ

Ever since Lenora walked out my front door, all I felt was despair and defeat. My wolf hated me for letting our mate go, and I felt an acute sense of loss. I couldn't accept the fact that she'd left all because of Kia's master plan. Her absence felt like a piece of my soul was missing, and I couldn't focus on anything else no matter how hard I tried.

Sighing, I headed to the wine pantry. My fingers brushed over the bottles, eventually settling on an alcoholic red wine. The light-bodied drink was too fruity and had no effect on me, yet with trembling hands, I took glass after glass, trying to escape Lenora's memories, the warmth of her smile, and the sparkle in her eyes.

I loved that girl too much to let her go. A choked, desperate laugh escaped my lips. Kia had been trying to act normal, like she was an innocent bystander in the chaos, pretending she didn't plot this out carefully, but it was all too obvious.

Seeing her face pissed me off so badly that I growled low in my throat a