Chapter 12.1: Go Our Separate Ways

Cecilia

“What’s your problem, Cecilia?”

Emeric glares down at me like I’m a child. Like I’m being a brat over something that’s a non-issue.

I hate his tone. I hate the look in his eyes.

It’s like he didn’t hear a word I actually said.

I want to yell at him. I want to cry. I also want to just fucking walk away. I’m so tired of all this.

But Emeric Garvalle, it’s becoming quite clear, will simply not take no for an answer.

He is a werewolf billionaire with noble lineage, good background, good career, never take no for an answer. I I am a hybrid who needs to work 24/7 to earn a living.

How could I ask for someone who had whatever he wanted to love or understand me?

I take a deep breath. And then another.

Emeric tries to close the distance between us and I twist away, winding up with my back against the door of my cabin.

I wish I could say something that would hurt him. I wish I could make my mouth form the words: I just don’t love you anymore.

But that would be a lie. Even now, when