Hazel’s POV
“What are you talking about, Jackson?” I whispered. “I thought you loved me. I thought you wanted to be with me.”
Alpha Jackson stared at me for a long second. His face remained strangely calm at first, almost unnaturally so, like he was savoring the moment before tearing everything apart.
Then he laughed.
The sound started low, then grew louder, filling the dusty abandoned house with something cold and twisted. His shoulders shook as he laughed harder, like I had just told the funniest joke in the world. The echo bounced off the walls, making the entire place feel even more haunted and suffocating.
His cold green eyes locked onto mine, and the laughter slowly died on his lips.
“You really think I was in love with you?” he asked, his voice dripping with mockery.
My heart
