CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

BURKE'S POV

I lay on my bed, tossing uncontrollably on it, my mind still on the fact that I would have lost Catherine a few days back.

Getting Catherine back to the pack was not part of my intention, I was happy when she left and hated what I put her through.

Every day, I hated myself for giving her such terrible heartbreak, although it wasn't my intention.

I remembered my coronation day like it was yesterday, not because it was my coronation but because that was the last time I had seen Catherine, and I avoided her teary eyes.

"What are you thinking of boy," My father asked, sitting on the edge of my bed, I had not realized when he entered the room, because I was lost in thoughts.

"Knock Ethan, you need to Knock", I said, without any emotion, I was never grown to call my father by his first name, we were once close, but it changed on my coronation day.

"I'm still your father Burke," his husky voice came with a sharp pain, he hated that I always addressed