Wait, that was not the result he wanted!

Then he looked quickly at Nagy, and his soul fell out of his chest at the look of utter disappointment and pain she gave him.

Nagy didn't know why on earth she was still so delusional.

She looked like a masochist who liked to have her heart stomped on again and again.

For the second time in her life, she felt an endless urge to cry.

The first time was when she learned of her parents' betrayal, then when she was raped by a group of men, and now when she learned of her partner's betrayal.

What did she expect?

It was obvious that Michael did not love her, and even he had his reasons because she had conspired against his pack, even if it were to survive, in the end she was a stranger and this was his family.

She closed her eyes, resigned to her fate of being trash to everyone, something disposable and expendable.

She alone had gotten herself into this, and like everything else in her life, she alone would have to break free and take care of herself