Chapter 130

Lysandra

The moment the words left the maid’s lips, something inside me cracked.

He marked her.

My ears rang. My vision blurred.

“He what?” I had asked, though I’d already heard it. My heart hammered against my rib cage and I shook my head, not wanting to believe that this was true, not wanting to believe that everything that I tried, everything I tried to pull up, everything just went in vain. And he chose her.

“Alpha Damon… marked Sienna,” the maid whispered, oblivious to the storm brewing behind my eyes. “They returned from a trip. They just announced it this morning. The entire pack knows now. She’s officially…”

I didn’t hear the rest. My feet moved on their own. I slammed my bedroom door shut, the sound echoing through the hall. My breathing grew shallow. I ripped the first thing within reach, a vase, a lamp, something crashed to the floor. Shards of porcelain and glass scattered across the tiles, but I didn’t care. I didn’t stop. I wa