Chapter 167

Ciara's POV “You were so broken over me touching your mate that you didn’t even notice, you dropped your guard." Vera's voice dropped into a taunting whisper. "You might be stronger than me, Ciara, but you’re still pathetic. Weak. You don’t deserve him.” Her expression twisted with rage and obsession. “He was mine, bitch. Until you showed up. Did you really think I’d roll over and let you have him? Get real. That was never going to happen.” She leaned forward slightly, her voice full of venom. “Or did you forget that he stayed behind to comfort me for nearly an hour after you stormed off that day? That had to hurt, didn’t it?” Vera’s smirk was pushing every last nerve I had. I wanted to end her right then and there, but there was something I needed to confirm first. A suspicion that had been gnawing at me. I needed to know if she had conditioned him. Deep down, I was almost certain, but I needed to hear it. For my own clarity. If I was right, it would explain so much... and maybe, just