Chapter 74

***Celeste point of view**

I slammed the door to my bedroom so hard the pictures on the wall fell to the floor. Glass broke across the marble tiles, but I didn't care. Nothing mattered except the burning rage in my chest.

Humiliated. 

That's what I was. Humiliated in front of the entire pack. Rejected like I was nothing. Like I meant nothing.

I grabbed the nearest thing, a crystal vase filled with white roses and threw it against the wall. It ...