After listening to Roman praise me for lying to him, I walked right out of the room without speaking a word. I couldn’t listen to him. I couldn’t look at that smile of his and that softness in his eyes.
My stomach turned. I hated every second of it. When he found out that this was all a lie, he would be so hurt. He wouldn’t look at me the same.
I shook my head and made a beeline for Mom and Dad. This wasn’t my fault. If he had just accepted me as a warrior, I wouldn’t have even considered becoming a Lycan. Sure, becoming a Lycan was always a goal, but I just wanted to protect. Being a warrior would have sufficed because I enjoyed being in Roman’s pack, under his command, with him.
withMom was curled in Dad’s sweatshirt by the fire, staring at him with the flames reflecting off of her ey
