Lesley's POV
I opened the door, exiting the arena, when his scent hit me like a bullet train.
“Hey, Les-girl,” Dean said in his usual, gentle voice. I took a deep breath letting his scent calm me like it always did. But just as it calmed me, it also stirred up a storm I hadn't even realized was lurking under my skin. Sure, I forgave him for what he did to me under my Uncle’s alpha command, but--- Could I forgive him for what he did after? Could I forgive him, for leaving me?
“Les-girl,” I echoed, tasting the name on my lips again. I hadn’t heard it for almost 3 years now, but it still managed to string a cord in me. Triggering happy memories as well as the deep cut of the betrayal of being left behind. “Haven’t heard that for a while,” I muttered, plastering a smile on my face. No! I co
