Chapter 33
Flora’s P.O.V
“Mate…”
They were the words I’d feared the most. But what I hadn’t even anticipated was happening in front of my eyes.
I hadn’t known true fear until I saw the person who had spoken those earth-shattering words…
Dorothy. Dorothy Summers. Ruth…
My best friend…
Ruth was Clay’s mate…
It felt like the ground had moved from underneath my feet and I was falling down an endless black hole with no way out and nowhere to escape to.
“He isn’t your mate.”
“Do you even know if you guys are mates?”
“You slept with him…you should be able to tell the connection.”
“There’s not much time left…get out while you still can.”
All the warnings, all the omens that were given to me, they now echoed inside my head, magnified by a thousand fold.
Why hadn’t I listened? Why hadn’t I controlled my heart when I had the chance? Instead I’d thrown precaution to the wind and listened to my own heart.
In the end, I couldn’t escape fate.