CHASE'S POV
As innocent and rule-abiding as I might have claimed to be, the fragments of my memories that came from nowhere and were involuntarily bestowed upon me said otherwise. The rainy night incident that I never remembered occurring was now playing as a vivid, live memory within me.
What Anya said I did, which I had vehemently denied and even bet my life on, happened to be true. I turned her. I turned a shivering girl I saw in a heavy rain without even asking what a girl like her was doing alone. I turned an innocent girl. And all because of what? Because she was my mate.
I sired a girl because she happened to be my mate, and all for what? I mean, I did not even remember that I met a girl that night. I did not even remember anything about that night. My selfish attitude led her to
