“When we started out I gave you so much flack about communicating with me, but when you tried I refused to listen because I didn’t like what you were saying. I wasted our time together and whined and complained – and even now I can tell you’re pissed that I’m being hard on myself and you’re getting ready to comfort me and tell me I’m wrong and I won’t have it, Dominic!” I command, pointing my index finger at him sharply. “I deserve your anger, I deserve to be held accountable and I’m not going to let you smooth this over because I’m breeding or new to being a wolf! Yell at me, or walk out on me, tell me I’m a spoiled hypocrite – anything!”
I’m breathing hard and near tears, my emotions swirling out of control. I’m prepared for the worst, and I even welcome it, anything to ease my guilt. H
