Bree POV
I think he notices how troubled I am. He turns his back to me so I don't see how tense he is. It takes him some time to come back to me, he takes several breaths, and when he calms down, he sits back down and turns to me again-
"Keep going please, I need to hear everything" Evan asks me.
I rub my hands together nervously, I must continue my story, creating a different version of it, a lie...
"I'm sorry if I scared you, Bree, I know it's hard to remember but I want to know about your past, we won't talk about it again I promise, just let it out” Evan insisted.
"My brother realized my father's plans, and the reason he allowed me to live under his roof was to use me at the right time. So he ran away with me, we were unhappy in our pack, we never felt it as a home, we sought she
