Summary
Maeve blinked repeatedly, her vision blurred as she stared at the screen of her phone. A tight knot twisted in her chest.
The image displayed was a polished, tastefully designed invitation.
“Alpha Gideon Cole and Wren Adler invite you to honor their bond at their mating ceremony…”
Her mouth went dry. A faint ringing filled her ears. She read the words once. Then again. And again.
No. This had to be some kind of sick joke.
Wren–wasn’t she just the cousin of the Gamma? The same Wren that Gideon had always insisted was merely a friend?
Maeve’s hands trembled as she checked the sender. It was from Wren.
Of course. Wren had never liked her. This was probably just another malicious trick, a cruel attempt to rattle her.
But why did it feel so painfully real?
Her heart pounded in her chest, a creeping dread spreading through her. No, she told herself. Gideon was her mate. He would never betray her like this. He just needed to explain. One word from him and this whole thing would be cleared up.
She slipped out of the meeting hall and hurried into the bathroom, quickly pulling up his number. Just as she was about to press call, her screen lit up with an incoming call.
It’s from Gideon.