Eden’s pov:
Tears fell down my cheeks, treacherous, unwanted, and oh so infuriating.
I didn’t know what hurt more –- seeing the disdain in Clarissa’s eyes, or realizing I had been a fool all along.
“Oh, don’t cry, Eden,” she cooed, her tone dripping with sugar, her concern as fake as her nails, and I had to bite back yet another hollow laugh.
She reached out a hand, the way a friend would have… But I knew better. Clarissa saw me as a worthless she-wolf, unbefitting of standing next to Sebastian as his equal and partner…
“Don’t you touch me,” I let out in a hoarse tone of voice, bristling at once, because I couldn’t bear the mind games.
Not now. Not ever. Not anymore.
“What’s wrong with you?” She raised an eyebrow in a demanding manner.
Before I could lunge at her and d
