Chapter 25: Where it hurts...
Charis
"Don’t say that to me, Slater. You don’t get a reward for loving someone just because they have a deformity. You had a chance to reject me, I gave you that chance when I found out we were fated mates, and you chose to accept me. It was your choice."
"Then how can you stand there and accuse me of cheating. I had a thousand women lined up, begging for a chance to become my friend, but I chose you." A tear rolled down his cheek. "How can you turn around and say I cheated? That I broke the essence of our mate bond and went to be with another woman. Where? How?"
I swallowed back the tears that had gathered at the back of my throat. "Behind your pack house. You held her and hugged her, then kissed her on the forehead. You were so tender with her, so gentle. The way you used to be with me. "
His brows creased in a frown. "And you said it was during the Harvest Moon Festival, last year?"
I nodded.
He ran a hand repeatedly through his hair for several seconds until he stopped and stared at me.
"Shit..." he scoffed. "That was my sister, Riley. Yes, that was the night before she left for school. She didn’t join in the celebration because she didn’t want to deal with the people and stuff. Also, she would be travelling the next day back to school. She was my sister, Charis."
"What?" I said, shaking my head in denial. This couldn’t be right. I’d been so sure of what I’d seen.