71. Unkown

/ “You need more than that to earn my trust!”

“More than what I have already been offering you?!”

“A lot more, Killian! A shitload more! You hid all this from me until now, and you expect me to just be fine with it?! Do you think that I’m some sort of idiot?! Some sort of damsel in distress that would rather be spoiled and kept away from everything than included and trusted with such plans?! Do you look at me and see nothing but a weak puppet you use just to fuck and possible give you heirs?!” /

That might have been the beginning of all this. I remember the night vividly. It was right before Christmas. We moved back into the city where it all started, into that lovely apartment I have been quite plenty of times, in the heart of the city, near the territory of my father’s pack.

After two nights and two whole days where Killian had simply gone missing, I had finally lost my cool when he walked into the apartment. He was obviously exhausted, and there were hidden wounds I did not care t