The Mate He Rejected
"I release you from my side."
"No," I choked out, hot tears finally spilling over my lashes, dropping onto the floor. "Caomh, please."
"I accept Dreda Jaida Penn as my chosen mate, and the mother of my heir."
The invisible thread snapped.
A deafening crack echoed loudly in my ears, followed immediately by a rush of freezing emptiness. The warmth I had felt every single time Caomh was near vanished, replaced by a hollow, aching void in the center of my chest. I gasped for air, pressing my forehead against the floor. My vision blurred heavily. My wolf whined, curling into a tight, miserable ball in the dark corners of my mind, going completely silent.