Chapter 140

ELIZA’S POV The palace halls of Alexander’s pack were colder than I remembered. I held Ryan’s hand tightly as I walked down the corridor. He walked beside me quietly, looking round the place. It seemed like he knew something was wrong. Dylan led us ahead in silence. His shoulders were stiff and his steps were a bit quicker than ours. My fingers tightened around Ryan’s as my mind started to spin. I remembered the memories. The moment I heard the council members talking about the engagement. The betrayal I felt. The conversation Alexander and I had. The aching silence when I left and he didn’t come after me. I felt sad. I felt humiliated. I couldn’t believe for a second that Alexander would choose Isabella over me. The heartbreak had been unbearable—shattering, even. My pride had been my shield all these months, but today, it felt paper-thin. Don’t do this, I told myself. You came for Ryan. You came to make sure Alexander survives. And yet my wolf stirred. I could feel her claws dragging