2.13

“You never should have said that about the betrayal pains,” Killian tells me in a dead whisper, his pain too great. “You should never have mentioned the pain you felt. You should have fallen to her feet and begged for her forgiveness. Why?” He groans. “Why did you have to try to compare pain?”

“I don’t know,” I tell him, my insides shattering with each breath I take as what Lira said plays over and over again in my head. “I’m an idiot.”

“You are an idiot,” he agrees, then curls inward on himself, “Mate,” he whimpers, “My poor mate.”

She went through too much. Her pain is something that would have destroyed anyone else. Thinking about how she suffered, I wish I could bring back every single one of those men we killed and kill them all over again, making their pain last weeks, just like hers.

I am going to kill Wayne. There is no doubt about it. I will destroy him for what he did to her.

“Who are you to bring up rejections at times like this?! You have no idea what he has done for her