Chapter 33

• ELEANOR
• I stared wordlessly at the ceiling, waiting patiently for the tell tale signs of Zane's breaths evening before slipping out of the room. I felt something break in me with every step I took away from him. My palm quickly fell over my lips to prevent the sobs from leaving them.
• I felt my skin crawling with disgust at every part his hands touched -which was quite literally everywhere- the smell of his pheromones still clinging to my skin nauseated me and I wished I could claw the feeling of his hands and body on me out of my brain. I still found it hard to believe this was what fate held for me. Zane was my mate. The one person I would give everything to see dead. The one who broke and destroyed my whole life.