Chapter 52

Celia turned away, her eyes too falling to the floor as she spoke. “You don’t deserve to be happy, someone as weak and disgusting as you deserves no joy. Back then, it was pity that made me talk to you, but now, I pity you no more. I will come back for what’s mine, even if it’s after the mating ceremony. Zillon belongs to me, he was mine before he was yours, you’re the one stealing my happiness.”

“You’re wrong, Zillon was mine before he was ever yours. I was the one…I was the one who spoke to him that da—”

“Shut up, leave that out of this, he’s mine either way and I will take him.” She turned her back to Celeste, but just before she walked out, she muttered these words. “I’ll show you how unwanted really feels, this time you won’t just slit your wrist you’ll slit your throat.”

And then she showed herself out.

Celeste breathed out the breath she’d been holding back for so long, her hand grabbing onto her aching chest.

“Are you alright, Celeste?” Zillon w