Tears fell onto his phone screen.
Anderson sent message after message. Professing his enduring love.
Confessing his betrayals.
But each message bounced back undelivered. I had blocked him completely.
Anderson didn’t hesitate any longer, driving frantically to join the search parties.
But it was too late.
They found no trace of me at the rogue attack site. Meanwhile, my flight had already landed. The staged rogue attack had been my parting gift.
My carefully laid trap for the Alpha who had tried to destroy me.
He wanted me scarred, wanted my wolf dead, wanted me living in his web of lies.
So I’d left him a gift of my own.
My friend Talia waited at the airport, gasping when she saw my burned flesh.
She touched the scars gently, tears streaming down her face.
“How could this happen? Anderson promised to protect you! He swore a mate’s oath!”