David’s POV
The thought of someone else touching what is mine is driving me over the edge. I can’t think about anything else than her perfect body being caressed by another. What have I done? Why did I reject her? Her painful cry haunts my nightmares. I did it for selfish reasons, really. The pack would never accept her, which is what I told myself to ease the pain of what I did. But in reality, I did it because I could never lay with the person whose parents tried to kill my own.
I grip the glass of whiskey in my hand and it cracks. Ellie has been relishing in her supposed Luna role. I mentally roll my eyes. I should have cast her aside and taken what was mine when I had the chance. I was even going to cast Taylor to my uncle! The thought fills me with rage, and I throw the cup and it s
