Chapter 48

Helen POV

I watch Alex’s broad shoulders as he walks back to the packhouse, my vision blurring with hot tears that threaten to spill down my cheeks. A suffocating tightness grips my chest—I can't believe Alex just spoke to me like that, with such cold finality in his deep voice. After our magical dates, I really thought I could convince him to be mine again, to rekindle the passionate love we once shared. But I was so wrong.

The painful memory of him refusing to take me to the hospital once the three days were up flashes through my mind, sending a fresh wave of anguish washing over me. Could Alex truly no longer be mine? The devastating thought finally unleashes the tears, sending them cascading down my face in salty rivers.

I run past him, my feet carrying me blindly toward one of my mates' rooms as sobs wrack my body. Bursting through