CHAPTER 34
DAMON“Mae, wait up,” I called after the meeting at Richard’s.
Arm looped around Luca’s, she stopped and glanced over her shoulder at me. Luca whispered something to her, probably trying to take her away from me, but Mae shook her head and gestured for him to go to the car without her.
“What is it, Damon?” she asked, pushing some silver-blonde hair behind her shoulder.
“Can we talk? Really talk. No yelling or accusing,” I asked, wanting nothing more than to grab her hand.
Every part of me still ached to be with her, and I so desperately wanted her back. I hadn’t rejected her because she was weak or because she couldn’t lead my pack, but because I didn’t want her to die during the shift. I had told her that she was weak to convince both her and myself of it. But I had thought
