Ammy sighed and held herself, hands clutching her sides. Already she missed the warmth of Sebestian around her, the feeling of Jason hand in her. Could she have this? Ammy chuckled. How fast life could change in an instant. She whirled around when she felt the alphas approach, taking in their pained but hopeful expressions. Were they offering her love or were they using her? Taking advantage of her feelings for their own convenience. Ammy postured, straightening her shoulders and lifting her chin, resting her hands on her hips.

"I don't need your pity. I'm sorry but I won't be your shield against Society. I want a real marriage and...