Thorne's POV
‘Can you blame her?’ Scar mocked inside my head. ‘I told you from the very beginning to treat our mate well, but you wouldn’t listen. Now she doesn’t want you. If we weren’t stuck together, I wouldn’t want you either.’
Sometimes I didn’t know if my own wolf was on my side or against me. But Scar was right. This was my fault. I had told Elara right after our wedding night not to come anywhere near me. I had brought her to my pack like some prize I’d won. I had even told her to get naked so I could “see what I claimed.” Of course she hated me. Any woman with fire in her veins would.
I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. All my life, no woman had ever gotten under my skin like this. I had told myself I didn’t need a mate. I didn’t need anyone. And now here I was…Alp
