Caspian POV
I swear at the first sign of light breaking through my window, I was up and dressed in sweats and a T-shirt. I really didn't even want to wait for breakfast, but I had promised my parents and since I would be away for as long as it took to win my mate back, I couldn't skip it. I grab the bag I packed and make my way out of my room and through the pack house. I'm hoping not to run into Marcus again because I'm finding it harder and harder to stop myself from beating the remorse into him.
When I finally reach the dining room, the chatter seems to quiet when pack members notice me. That is except for one table, but their chatter isn't directed at me. Abby is seated alone and that b**ch Brooke is calling her filthy names. I know I should walk away, but after what Abby told us,
