Stephen’s pov
“Did you kill her? Was I right all along?” I asked him, my gaze burning into his face.
He looked at me as though he was tired of explaining himself and heaved a deep breath.
“No. I didn’t. We may not have been soulmates, but I loved her. I just couldn’t bring myself to end her life. After confronting her with the pictures, I asked her to leave. I gave her several chances to escape without Carter knowing, but she didn’t. She insisted she was honest.”
His eyes drifted towards the picture on the phone. “She wanted to prove these pieces of evidence were wrong, but she didn’t have any proof to confirm her innocence. That day, we argued. I was so angry that I shifted to my dragon and went for a long flight. When I returned, I found a murder scene in my room.”
A shiver ran dow
