111. NEITHER OF US WON
NYX
Those ruby eyes were so red they looked like they were bleeding. His muzzle slightly tensed—he looked conflicted.
That fluffy head turned toward the palace, and I understood… the strange little game was over.
The morning breeze blew through the white strands of his fur. An untamed wolf—and what’s more… he had a mate.
For a moment, I’d forgotten the most important thing of all… Isabella.
“Well, I guess I won. See you in a few days,” I told him through the universal link of his race.
He looked at me again, but this time, I was the one who didn’t want to keep staring.
Because every time I got close to Aidan, I felt conflicted, guilty… and greedy.
I turned and ran down the mountain, dark paws moving through the bushes, scaring off squirrels and other little animals.
Vlad didn’t answer me. Neither did Aidan.
It was better for everyone this way… but damn, it hurt. Why did it suddenly feel like there was a deep hole in my chest?
I tried to shake it off and focus on finding the clues I ne