Nathaly's POV
*Three days ago*
No, no, no, this couldn't be true... He would never... I had buried him, I had cried over his coffin and was still grieving him...
I felt my mind spin, trying to make sense of what I was seeing, and holding back the painful tears I refused to shed. I wanted to deny the sight that was right in front of me. I refused to accept he had survived and came here. Never before, those eyes had always held stars in them had looked at me with such cruelty... He was smiling at my pain, at the scars the silver was leaving on my wrists and ankles and at the clear damage the mate bond was suffering. I couldn't accept that the person I had held so dear in my heart was rejoicing in my suffering. I could only see a demon where once there was someone as close to me as my brot
