The world seemed to stop. My heart shattered, but I kept my face like stone. I would not give her the satisfaction of seeing me bleed.
Eight years. Eight years at his side, and every time we were together, he made sure I took the mountain-root herbs to prevent a pregnancy. He had always told me he wasn't ready for more children.
He had always wanted another heir. Just... never with me.
Rhea’s POV
“Goodbye, Casey,” I said, my voice as cold as a winter moon.
Casey refused to move. I felt my wolf pacing inside me, restless and angry. My mindlink had already buzzed with a message that my flight was ready; I couldn't afford to be late again. I desperately needed to put miles between myself and this pack.
“What do you want?” I snapped.
Casey smirked, her eyes gleaming with malice. “I want to see you break. I want to see you howl in pain.”
I scoffed. “Too bad. You aren't worth the tears.”
As I moved to drag my boxes past her, Casey reached into her furs and tossed a few silver coins at my feet. They clattered against the stone floor.
“Use this for your fare, beggar,” she giggled.