Finn’s pov
I stoked the fire gently, the dancing flames reflecting in my eyes with a fierce glow. I inhaled deeply, taking in the strong scent of ash and burning pine.
I moved back over to sit next to Selina. Mine! Alexis growled possessively at the closeness between us. I reached for her hand, needing the anchor of her touch to keep the ghosts at bay. But the moment our skin met, she didn't ignite; she froze.
The rejection hit me harder than any silver whip Kaelin had ever used. Alexis whined at the withdrawal of her touch. Then she asked it. The question I’d spent twenty years trying to bury. “Where were you?”
I couldn’t bare to lie to her. I’d sworn an oath long ago to protect the truth at all costs - I never expected it to cost me my mate. You can’t tell her the truth. You can’t
