72

DENVER

I gripped the stick in my hand tighter as I listened to Trevor's story. I became furious by the things he said. I turned my back to him. I didn't want him to see how much hate I had in them. Or how angry I was.

If Trevor knew how much I wanted to end his life, he wouldn't be here with me.

He went on about how he met Bella nine years later. How dare he talk like she was meant for him? Such audacity! Who the fuck was he anyway? He put Bella through so much pain. He still had the guts to say it was not intentional?

To think he and Mara connived to ruin Bella's life. Mara had put Bella through so much stress and still wanted her dead. How selfish! Trevor had always been at Mara’s beck and call. I thought of how domineering Mara was, no wonder they were together.

And Trevor, after all he put her through. He just barged into her life and suddenly she was his mate. I wanted to squeeze life out of Trevor. He did not deserve to be alive. He belonged in the grave, just beside his partne