~Chase~
I swear I wanted to wring Aaron's neck when he started asking those witches (with a B) those questions. The "Maids" knew what I had gone through but I preferred others not knowing. I hated looks of pity more than anything else on the planet. What happened to me was horrible but I survived it and I thrived after it. Their pity was not needed nor was it wanted! However, when I saw Tara's face fill with horror and shock, I understood why he did it.
Aaron was a good man, this I had always known. He was protective to a fault and I knew that his protectiveness had overpowered his common sense. I wanted to run over to help him but I knew that in this moment he needed to be the Alpha of his pack. 'Our mate does not think.' Ash sighed softly.
'No he doesn't. However, he does it with goo
