71

HUNTER

I was angry.

No, anger was an understatement compared to what I was feeling. I felt a mixture of rage, frustration and something much darker. I sat in my room, the coldness of the floor doing nothing to calm my anger. I knew someone had been in my room and I did not think it would have been Justin. The scent was faint but undeniable.

It was Justin. That bastard.

It all made sense now. How Justin had been so chill about Astrid hanging around me at first. How he had not protested when I said I wanted to show her something. I should have known he was up to no good.

And now, Astrid knew the truth.

She knew I had been Audrey’s mate.

The thought of it made me laugh, but it was not the truth or her realization that stung. Me being Audrey’s mate did not matter anymore. Not like it once did. I only wanted Astrid- just her. Audrey was dead and gone, the feelings I had for her was nothing compared to my feelings and obsession with Astrid. At first I thought I only liked her, but now