DRAVEN'S POV:
I sat on the edge of the bed, my fists clenched as Jace’s voice echoed in my head, full of accusations.
“You lied to her.”
I groaned inwardly, already feeling the weight of his words. “I didn’t lie, Jace. Crimson Fang is having issues. That’s the truth.”
“It’s not the whole truth, and you know it.” Jace’s growl was a low rumble in my head. “You’re keeping things from her—your doubts, your fears. She’s your mate, Draven. Our mate. You need to learn to trust her.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to keep my temper in check. “This isn’t about trust. I’m handling it, Jace. I'll tell Vera about her family history when I'm convinced she can handle the full truth, and not a day sooner.”
“You’re handling nothing,” Jace snapped, his frustration bleeding into mine. “You’re
