Liam’s POV
After what happened last night, my father had my window rigged so that it can only be opened halfway.
That aside, my mate hasn’t been in a good mindset, so I’ve just been staring at her, wondering why she didn’t push me off the roof to rid herself of the stress.
“Chey-”
“I haven’t fully forgiven you yet, so don’t ask questions I can’t answer. Just know that I don’t want you dead anymore.”
“So, you’ll join the pack?”
“No,” Chey replies, her voice flat. “You chose to believe that woman over me, I’ll never forget that, and until she’s gone, I can’t consider this place my home.” That truth has haunted me from the moment my father showed me Cheyenne’s transfer request. “I may not have liked what happened between us, but I still wanted you to be happy. I would have left on my ow
