Ava's Pov

 

“W-when w-were you going to tell me?” I had, brokenly muttered with my eyes in painful tears.

“Ava…” he said, taking a hold of my hand, which I remembered ripping away the minute it was held.

I had been, bare to his gaze, but it didn’t matter…

My wolf wanted more of his touch, but it also didn’t matter…

“I hate you, Caspian. I love you but I hate that you hurt me all the time.”

Those were the words that rang through my head, the entire day. And in the night, when I slept. Till this morning. Till morning came…

“Arrgh!” I gave out a groan, shuffling...