Paige's POV "Lucien didn't do it," Carter said. He picked up a grape from the fruit bowl, ate one, and offered me the next one. I shook my head. "Who did?" He shrugged. "I wasn't really particularly interested in the story because it would've been more interesting if they'd said my father did it," I clenched my teeth. His answer wasn't what I wanted and his words were beginning to piss me off. "Carter, who did?" "Why do I think you're angry? I can smell your anger," "Because I need a fucking answer," I yelled."It was you, right? You're the girl in the story," "That's none of your business, I just need an answer," "No wonder that bastard hasn't marked you yet. He's probably stalling from marking a wolfless bitch," I clamped my lips together, forcing myself to swallow whatever it is I wanted to say. "Listen, Carter. You can keep the tale, I don't want to know," I turned, ready to leave again. "What happened to you was tragic," It was his game and the little time I'd spent
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