Nathan’s POV:
Cole’s voice slammed into my skull through the mind-link:
“Caleb’s on his way.”
Shit.
I was still under the water, barely dried blood swirling down the drain around my feet. My hands braced the wall. My breath came in short, panicked bursts. I hadn’t sobered up yet — not even close. My thoughts were a mess. And Caleb? He wasn’t stupid. He’d know something was off the second he looked at me.
I still didn’t know what I believed.
She killed Michael. That’s what Caleb said. That’s what the notebook said.
She betrayed the pack. She deserved this.
But my gut wouldn’t shut up.
It screamed something different. That this wasn’t right. That none of it felt right. That maybe… maybe she didn’t deserve what we’d done. What we’d allowed.
The water turned cold. I didn’t move.
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