ANDREA.
Time stilled as I processed what he just said, the story is heartbreaking, and I know he must feel so much pain in losing his parents in one night. But I also know it wasn’t his fault, how was he supposed to know that Estelle or whatever her name wasn’t his mate. How was he supposed to know that he was under her spell?
I looked at Dante who had a disturbed and pained look on his face, he looked like he was fighting an inner battle with himself. I got up from my seat and walked slowly to where he was, I took hold of his hand and gave it a squeeze.
“It wasn’t your fault Dante, stop blaming yourself.” He shook his head, trying to avoid my gaze.
“I caused all of it. I caused their deaths and everyone in the pack, I wished I had listened to my mother when she first told me about
