"Seraphina, you're never going to stop, are you?" He said, his voice filled with disdain. "First, you talk about ending our mateship, and now you're following me here. Do you have nothing better to do?"
He stepped toward me, frowning with irritation.
"Step aside," I replied coldly, my voice devoid of any emotion. I didn't want to exchange another word with him.
At that moment, I could feel my wolf's rage turning ice-cold.
Lilith stepped forward, her voice gentle but carrying sarcasm. "Seraphina, my dear Farrow died suddenly of illness. I was devastated, and I needed Alpha Orion’s support. Please don’t be angry," she said, her tone soft and soothing. Yet her eyes betrayed a different message, one of unspoken dominance. "He will always choose me. With me, he's always there."
I met her gaze, my expression impassive. "Oh, your Alpha is so good to you," I replied flatly, concealing the storm of emotions roiling inside me.
Upon hearing that, Orion’s frown deepened, irritation flaring in his eyes. "Look, can you be reasonable? Farrow's death has already made Lilith very upset, and here you are, being sarcastic?" His voice was sharp, cutting through the fragile peace of the cemetery.
His eagerness to defend Lilith stung, but I merely glanced at him, refusing to let him see how deeply his words wounded me. Without a word, I pushed past Orion’s shoulder and walked away, each step a battle to maintain my composure.
As I distanced myself from them, I could sense Orion’s confusion. This was the first time I had confronted him and Lilith without tears or accusations. I was calm. It was as if my grief had turned my heart into a rock.
Moments later, I heard footsteps behind me. Orion caught up to me, his voice a whisper of exasperation. "Isn’t this all because I didn’t meet you and Lyra at the border? Why are you so angry with me for so long? You're being petty!"
His words were a cruel twist of the knife as if I were to blame for the distance growing between us. "Well, it's all my fault," I replied, my voice cold and detached, not even bothering to look at him.