Azure's POV
“I don’t think I can do it.”
My hair was probably sticking up in every direction, and it was possible I’d be bald by the end of the next forty-eight hours.
“You managed just fine for the last seven years,” Finn muttered behind the massive stack of paperwork on his desk.
“That was before,” I grit out, irritated that he would bring that up right now. I was spiraling. I didn’t need a reminder of my past failures.
‘No, I think you do,’ Nero scoffed. ‘You kept me from our mate. You lied to me….’
I stopped pacing, feeling guilt settle like a lead weight in the pit of my stomach.
“Can you at least pull up the cameras?” I needed eyes on her or I was going to lose it.
This…. This was exactly what I was afraid of. I was addicted to Erin.
At first, I’d admit, I wanted to
