LILY
The ride to the Council was silent and full of tension. My stomach was actively fighting against me, stimulated by my anxiety, which, in turn, was kept alive by the awareness of who I’d see again.
Marcus was right – it was tradition for an Alpha to bring his mate to such events, which meant that, more likely than not, I’d see Connor again.
Connor and Jane, a little, wicked part of me that spoke with my step-sister’s voice, reminded me.
It felt like a punch to the gut.
I was already dreading that encounter – having to face my ex-mate and Jane, beautiful, glamorous Jane, in my conditions. I already knew she’d make fun of me, with her typical snide, barely audible remarks that would cut deeper than a sword.
And seeing Connor … I knew it’d destroy me. I knew what seeing him aga
