My Heartbreak (Rejection Series #1)

The air in the pack house was thick with the usual cacophony of adolescent werewolves – laughter, playful bickering, the low rumble of wolves at ease. Aiden West, heir to the Alpha title, surveyed the scene with a practiced sneer, his eyes darting across the room before settling on a familiar, hunched figure.

Ellie Martin, the pack's quiet shadow, moved with practiced invisibility, her gaze fixed firmly on the worn floorboards. She clutched a tray, her knuckles white, as she navigated the boisterous crowd. A sudden bump, a careless jostle, and the tray tilted, sending its contents tumbling.

Food splattered across the polished floor, some droplets landing on Aiden's pristine uniform. A collective gasp rippled through the room, followed by hushed whispers. Ellie froze, her breath catching in her throat, knowing what was coming next. Aiden’s voice, sharp and laced with a familiar venom, cut through the silence.