Sarah’s P.O.V

“I’m not forgiving you.” I glared at Darcia, not even bothering to hide my hostility. “You didn’t even break up with her when you found out she wasn’t your mate!”

“I did, I swear!” Darcia pleaded, running his hands through his long black hair in frustration. “I broke up with her a week after I turned eighteen!”

“A week, huh?” I raised my eyebrows at him. “A week?”

My wolf growled inside my head, clearly just as upset as I was at our mate. In fact, ...