Chapter 73

• HEATHER’S POV
• I massaged my throbbing temples and let out a breath that I didn’t realize I’d been holding. My beast was angry and she blames me. I was too late, it was all too late now because that disgusting piece of shit was already carrying Draven’s mark. I gritted my teeth in annoyance. I have never wanted anyone dead as much as I want that scumbag dead. I want her eliminated and all memories of her existence wiped off from the surface of the earth if possible.
• If only I’d had the information soon enough, I could have stopped the mating ceremony, but not in a thousand years would I have imagined that Draven will play me dirty like this. Was I not good enough for him? I loved him and pleased him in all the ways a woman could possibly please a man. For many years, I proved my loyalty to him, and even though I constantly had to compete with other women for him, I knew I had a special hold on him that most of them didn’t. He was fond of me, he allowed me lay in his bed, but everything changed when the slut came around.