Cilla’s POV

“You have to go.”

The words felt like a stab to the heart. Just as I was beginning to feel at home in the pack I had been sold to, my mate said those four words to me. It had hurt when he ran off after accepting me, but a part of me had thought that he might have a change of heart and decide to accept me in his heart. The four words shattered my heart to pieces.

I stared at the man who had just shut me down and saw the hate in his eyes. What did I ever do to him? Why was he being...