As Esme ran back towards the pack house, tears streamed down her face, her thoughts were a whirlwind trying to figure out what he could be thinking, feeling, and why he would say such a horrible comment. Did he really think that of her? Was he bored of her? She'd heard he liked to s**g girls and move on. Was she just another notch in his bedpost? Hearing that she was his mate couldn't have spooked him that much, right? Running all the way up to her room, purposefully avoiding everyone, she closed and locked the door behind her and flung herself onto her bed. Finally, she felt like she could let all her emotions out. Since she came back from Tessa's yesterday, the mountain of extreme turmoil that had built up, she'd been unable to properly release those feelings up until now. She sobbed lou
