“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 I didn’t turn to

way to go, but somehow my feet did because they carried me

Rowan, he was having some sparring with a circle of younger wolves. “Piper?” he questioned,

concern.

need someone to talk to,” I whispered as I

followed him

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

I know. But you are

said, forcing a bitter laugh. “Cause right now, it feels.

reassuring hand on mine. In his quiet voice, he said, “You

some kind of lifeline.

kept screwing up and Rowan kept being so great. I am not sure

anymore.

he whispered, his tone very unsure. “You know

that instant, I couldn’t tear my eyes off of him. The space between us seemed to reduce and, in one swift

drew back, my heart pounding. “I can’t,” I whispered, and

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