Chapter 8 The Cruelty of The Fates

Rhea

My mouth dropped open. I couldn’t believe it was happening. Instantly, I remembered our day in the kitchen. I remembered each of them touching me and how much I had wanted it.

Clearly, I couldn’t be completely to blame for my lustful feelings toward them. They were my mates. And I hated that. The wolf in me cried and yearned for them. They were clearly meant for me and I could tell they felt it too. But they had clearly just finished having sex with Anastasia.

The thought of that made me nauseous. It would have been bad to catch them with any girl at that moment but Anastasia was by far the worst.

I felt sick and utterly betrayed. How could they do this to me? How could they deceive me and be with Anastasia of all people?

Anastasia stared at me and moved toward me as if to make some terrible move. I stepped back instantly. At this moment, it was hard to decide if she just hated me, or felt threatened by me. But it didn’t really matter either way. I wanted as li