Amira

Her pillow was soaked with her tears as she cried into it all night. The girl had broken down almost immediately after she heard his decision to mate with someone else. She knew she had hurt him. His decision was influenced by her remark. But still, it hurt. Her wolf was breathless with pain. Even imagining Elijah with someone else was heart-crushing. She had caught him glancing at her from her peripheral vision when he had made the announcement at the dinner table. Only she knew, how she had held back her tears.

Cyrus wanted to go for a walk with her but she had refused outrightly, not even caring about the propriety, and rushed back to her chamber.

She wished she was born as a human or maybe a bird. Anything but a werewolf. At least she wouldn't have to go through the pain she didn't volunteer for.

The Silverstone pack was in the capital within a few days. The King gave them a grand welcome. Elijah was also there to welcome Amira, the daughter of Alpha Dimitri, and Elijah's would-