** SMUTT AHEAD**
Leila's POV:
"It's okay, I won't beg anymore. I know what you've already chosen," I whispered, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I won't let you betray your parents like this. I'll go… You can tell the Blood Moon Pack I'm no longer under your protection and avoid the war. I'll get my revenge on my own, no need to get involved in my business." My voice trembled as I tried to come to terms with the bitter truth—he couldn't see past my bloodline.
I turned, heart heavy, reaching for the door handle, feeling his rejection pierce deeper than any wound I had ever known. Just as I was about to step away from him, suddenly, I felt his powerful hands grab me from behind. He pressed me against the door, trapping me between it and his muscular body.