Book 10 Chapter 4: A Love For Pain
-Phoenix- I ended my mother’s life. It wasn’t a lie. I could still recall the thickness of her blood, staining the ground. Her pleas and cries echoed in my memory. I witnessed the transformation in her eyes from fear to emptiness. My mother was a kind woman. She didn’t deserve what I did to her. I did it out of my capability to do so, to prove a point. I was deeply disturbed. This was one of the many reasons why I couldn’t embrace the beautiful female who was evidently my mate. My hands weren’t just stained with blood. They were drenched, and the stain would never fade. “Were you coerced?” Chris inquired. “No.” “You took your mother’s life willingly?” “Yes.” “Why?!” he inquired. “To assert something.” “That’s twisted, dude,” he remarked. “Does Hunter genuinely trust you?” I could
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