Mistaken Will

CORA

I sat up on the bed, my hand reaching for the night light close to the bed. It came on, and I swallowed, my eyes fixed on it. The room was empty besides me, and it was the only place I could let my feelings flow.

I swallowed, letting myself off the bed. The large mirror adjacent to the bed stared back at me almost accusatively, and I walked to it, my eyes taking in my own reflection.

On one hand. There was Keanne. My mate who abandoned me. My mate who I...can't have. Then there is Alpha Blake. His father. The man I am bound to of mistaken will.

If I had a choice, who would I choose? It was a question I could not answer. A question that haunted me till I slowly went down on my knees, tears filling my eyes, my hands covering up my mouth.

I am weak, and I have never felt more vulnerable. I leaned back on the dresser, my chest heaving with tears, my body lightly trembling. By tomorrow, I will be a weapon against my very own mate, and I have never felt more like a traitor.