Everyone gasped. The Alpha tried to save his daughter from her stupidity but Axel was faster. In a split second, he left my side and took the dagger from Jena before it dug too deep.
She leaned weakly in his arms, cupping his face while looking as if she was about to die from a mere scrape. Then, after whispering how much she loved him, she fainted.
The temple shook with chaos, and I didn’t know what to do. Axel quickly rushed down the aisle, carrying Jena. I called out to him in panic, but what he did rooted me, frozen in tears at the Altar.
“Not now, Diana. I have to get Jena to the hospital,” he coldly said without looking back.
Axel ran out of the temple with everyone following him, and I was left all alone in that cold temple with nowhere else to go but the empty house he and I had been living in for the past four years.
The silence was crushing, and every dark corner reminded me of our few good memories—each one nicking a piece of my heart.
Axel used to make me believe I meant the world to him, but before we were mates, I was nothing to him, and apparently, I still am.
I was fourteen when I first met Axel. Back then, he and Jena had always been glued together. I was only a background character in their little world, which I destroyed when I became Axel’s mate four years later.
It was unexpected and the pull was overwhelming, but the spark between us died out sooner because there were three of us in this relationship. All this time, I thought Jenna kept stealing Alex’s attention from me, but after what happened earlier, it was obvious that I had always been the third wheel. I came in between the two who were clearly into each other because of our damn fate.
I dropped to my knees, defeated, wailing in grief for my broken heart. However, my entire body was suddenly tormented with a different kind of pain. A weird burning sensation exploded in my chest and rapidly coursed through my veins. It felt as if my flesh was being charred with molten lava and was so excruciating I was rolling on the floor screaming until the intense pain knocked me out cold.
I woke up the following day sprawled on the floor, surrounded by rubble and in a tattered ceremonial gown. Darkness was slowly creeping back into the house as the sun set, but even with less light, I could see the kind of mess the house turned into. It looked as if a wild animal stormed in and thrashed everything.