Ethan’s Pov
I sat in my car for a long time, staring at the ruins of the cottage. The flames had died hours ago, but the smoke was still rising up to the sky. My chest ached, and not from the damn punch I received, it was the deeper level of hurt I am feeling.
It was the mates bond.
Lyra’s pain was ruining through me like ice water in my veins, freezing my whole body. She was hurting, and I was the curse of it.
Nice going, Damian’s voice snarled in my head. I told you to tell her when you had the chance, I told you.
“Yeah, well, I didn’t,” gripping the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white.
You’re such a fool. No… a big fool, he spat. You could’ve avoided this.
“Stop reminding me. I already hate myself enough.”
Good, you should.
I leaned back, staring at the windshield. “H
