Rowan
"She's at the stake. Your mother took her there."
Cade’s words echoed in my ears.
I sprinted out of the room so fast that I slammed into the wall hard enough to leave a crack in the plaster. The pain barely registered. I heard Cade's footsteps pounding behind me, but he knew better than to try to stop me. He could read my emotions better than I could process them myself. It was one of the many reasons he would one day be my beta.
Even now, with rage and panic choking the life out of me, I could still remember the look on his face when he admitted what had been happening to Elizabeth. The regret. The shame. The guilt. I knew he regretted how he had acted as a teenager — how all of us acted, but right now, I couldn't stop caring. I couldn't stop to comfort him. As cruel as it sound
