"I come here to talk," Killian said. "I won't come any further if you would prefer it."

I didn't speak. I was afraid even to dare to speak. My voice couldn't hold up talking to Killian. Everything I buried deep inside would come spilling out with my words. Instead of answering, I nodded at him, and he understood. He dropped his hands and sat facing me on the edge of my bed. 

Even in my wolf's weak state, she tried to listen. 

"I had to see you before you left. I need to explain myself before you hate me forever."

His words seem sincere, and I have difficulty believing in...