Ciara's POV

“You were so broken over me touching your mate that you didn’t even notice, you dropped your guard." Vera's voice dropped into a taunting whisper. "You might be stronger than me, Ciara, but you’re still pathetic. Weak. You don’t deserve him.”

Her expression twisted with rage and obsession.

“He was mine, bitch. Until you showed up. Did you really think I’d roll over and let you have him? Get real. That was never going to happen.”

She leaned forward slightly, her ...