Stolen Choices

Vanya’s gaze remained locked on his face, trading the fiery promise of retribution for something much colder. There was no trace of the magnetic pull a new mate should naturally feel. What stared back at him was absolute, freezing disappointment, a stark condemnation that sank far deeper than mere anger ever could.

*You damaged our mate,* Barghest snarled from the recesses of his consciousness. T