Enya pov

I can't believe Aros has been pretending to like me all this time. It took a little more pressure for him to crack the shell and throw everything he thinks over me when I least expected it. But then again, did I have to be so naive to think anyone would enjoy the company of someone who slaughtered his species for years? Aros is right; I'm not doing enough around here- I should be grateful they're treating me so well and give back twice as much effort.

My first stop is the bedroom. I can't walk through the pack with puffy eyes and tears streaming down my cheeks....