Chapter 33 Just The Thought Of Leaving

VICTORIA After leaving Isabella the other day, I went home and lay in bed for hours. I vaguely remember my mom checking in, leaving food near my bed, and returning to retrieve a plate still full of food. I had lost my appetite. That could be a side effect of rejecting your mate. My mate. I took a deep breath and breathed in her scent, lavender and vanilla, as I pulled her shirt closer to my chest. I stole it. Not intentionally. It just happened to fall into my box from the hangar in the closet. I forgot I even had it. Rae, my werewolf, was the one who sniffed it out when I got home, and I couldn't bring myself to return it. It was all I had left of her. I watched the night fade until the rays of light from the sun peeked through my windows. How long have I been lying here? I took another deep breath and welcomed the pain as my chest tightened with each inhale. Fresh tears dampen the side of my pillow. Was this my punishment? Rejecting the gift of the Moon Goddess. Even though I wasn't