Chapter 175: A Better Lycan

Ivy's POV

Spencer pulls his hand away at once.

When he looks at me, for once, there’s genuine hurt in his eyes–or concern, at least. Doubt. Hesitation. Some indicator that all isn’t well, that we have things we need to talk about.

I’ve got his attention, at least.

“How could you ask me that, Ivy?” Spencer asks, shaking his head at me. He’s clearly upset. “Without a doubt, I love you. I’ve been good enough to you already–I’ve changed so much for you, in ways you could never understand. Before I met you, before I had you as my mate, I never used to care about being kind to anyone. I didn’t care what people thought of me. I never would have brought a child back from the battlefield. Of course I love you. How can you not see that?”

I shake my head in frustration. He’s still not seeing me. He still doesn’t understand what I’m trying to say. It almost feels pointless to try and argue with him, like I’m talking to a brick wall, but I can’t just give up on him completely, can I?

“Spencer–”