I have never felt so angry. The fucker was telling me to go home. Me. The girl who had been doing her best to help him. The one who had tolerated so much s**t since arriving within his pack, all because she cared for him! I had never felt so angry, nor so hurt. So, I was arguing my point. I needed him to see what he was saying. Why it was underhand. I was so hurt at the idea he seemed to be tossing me away like used trash. I thought I was worth more than that to him...
I had known I would be returning home once our arrangement came to an end. I mean, I had never planned to stay here forever. But, with how this had occurred, I was left feeling used. I couldn’t explain. Technically, I guess, if you wanted to look at it that way, the arrangement was me offering to be used. But there was jus
