-Wylder-
I looked at my mate, surprised. When I came here, I was certain she had finally made a choice, and it would be her and me riding into the sunset together instead of her and Killian, but now it seemed like none of us would.
I felt really confused, and Helena looked guilty about what she had done, so I knew she felt like there was no other way. She was probably right. There was no other way to make me and Killian talk. We simply wouldn’t see eye to eye, and while we had had that weak moment where we had actually shared Helena between us, we simply couldn’t be in the same room without wanting to kill one another.
“You refuse to choose?” I asked, surprised.
She nodded, looking as determined as ever, and that worried me, because what the hell happened then? If our mate wouldn’t cho
