“How could you? I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” I said, walking back and forth in the clearing behind the packhouse.

Warrick leaned against a tree, crossing his arms, frustration written all over his features. He had called me to speak with me and I can’t seem to stand him, not after what I saw.

Though I felt hurt, I still shouldn’t show it to him that I am hurt.

“Piper, please,” he said, strained. “I have apologised a hundred times. What more could you possibly want from me?

“It’s not about the apology, Warrick!” I spat, spinning to face him. “It’s about trust. You broke it and now… now I don’t even. know who we are anymore.”

His jaw hardened, and for a moment, he said nothing. Then his voice gentled, almost imploring. “I made a mistake, Piper. I know that. But I love you. Doesn’t that count for anything?”

I shook my head. My chest tight, I managed to get the words out: “Love isn’t enough when I can’t even trust you.” The silence.

was a stretch between us.

Finally turning away, I muttered, “I need to get my head sorted,” and I walked off.

calling, but

my feet did because they carried me in the direction

was having some sparring with a circle of younger wolves.

concern.

talk to,”

walked to a nearby bench, I followed him and we sat. “What’s going on?”

of a mess. “It’s Warrick. Everything just seems

you are strong, Piper. You’ll figure it

I said, forcing a bitter laugh. “Cause

a reassuring hand on mine. In his quiet voice, he said, “You are not alone. You’ve

kind of lifeline. I found myself leaning

as I was confused, Warrick kept screwing up and Rowan kept

anymore.

locked in Rowan’s he leaned closer, “Piper,” he whispered, his tone very

tear my eyes off of him. The space between us seemed to reduce

I drew back, my heart pounding. “I

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