Silver’s POV
“Say something,” he urged.
The annoying truth was that I was more hurt by Raid pushing me to accept than by Triscade finding out I had feelings for another.
“He is bad news for you, Silver. He walks with danger, sleeps with it even. I don’t think there’s a single day he doesn’t plan to kill someone.”
“Don’t do that,” I muttered between heavy breaths.
“Don’t try to paint him as the villain.”
“I’m not painting anyone!” he retorted sharply.
“It’s the truth and it’s one you would have seen if you weren’t blinded by the pheromones of your mate link. He doesn’t care about you. He only loves the chase, and you are the prey.”
“What if I love being the prey?” I shot back, the question startling him. He cowered backward, staring at me in awe.
“What if I enjoy him chasing me? Wh
