Mated to the Rogue Luna
Angela Lynn Carver
“Rebecca Sinclaire,” he announced, his voice carrying through the night air with terrible finality. “I reject you as my mate.”
The words slammed into me like a physical blow. A searing pain ripped through my chest, so intense I doubled over, gasping.
The mate bond was being severed. Torn apart by his rejection. I clutched at my heart, feeling like someone had plunged a blazing knife into it.
“No,” I whimpered, reaching for him. “Please, Xander. Don’t do this.”
He stepped back, avoidi...
The words slammed into me like a physical blow. A searing pain ripped through my chest, so intense I doubled over, gasping.
The mate bond was being severed. Torn apart by his rejection. I clutched at my heart, feeling like someone had plunged a blazing knife into it.
“No,” I whimpered, reaching for him. “Please, Xander. Don’t do this.”
He stepped back, avoidi...