Never Again Will I Save You

The day Alpha Thorne announced his engagement, the city blazed with fireworks.

That same night, a fatal dose of Wolfsbane coursed through my veins as I knelt on a club floor, scrubbing.

He held Vespera in his arms and stepped onto the back of my hand, the bones crunching under his polished shoe.

"Look carefully, Elara. This is the woman I will marry."

"And you? You belong in the gutter, atoning."

I bit down, swallowing the coppery sweetness in my throat. I said nothing.

He didn't know these hands had already been ruined, digging through rubble for three days and nights to pull him out.