Five years ago, my ex-mate rejected me before the entire pack. He chose his childhood sweetheart, who carried another man’s pup. Now, I'm back. And he was the one dispatched to greet me.
"Look at you," he stared at the necklace on my neck. "Still so desperate for attention you'd wear a cheap knock-off like that."
My fingers grazed the cool diamonds.
The idiot had no idea. This necklace was a gift from my Alpha.
And of all his gifts, this was the very least.