Chapter 11

Sophia's POV

The roses were still sitting on my desk when Mia found me again, apparently unwilling to let the promotion go without one last word of her own.

"No matter the position you occupied, you can never have value! Because you're a rejected mate with no pack," she said, and left before I could respond, that same satisfied smirk still on her face as she walked away.

The words landed harder than I wanted them to. I knew that as a rejected mate, I was considered lower in status among werewolves, but that didn't mean I had no value.

I had worked for this. I had earned it, one humiliating day at a time, and I refused to let Mia's bitterness undo any of that in the space of a single sentence.

I took a breath and let it go, rem