“You don’t remember me, do you?” Colton pushes me lightly in the back of my shoulder, almost teasingly, and I shrug him off. Not impressed with him trying to turn this around and I roll my eyes. He’s being a little too flippant for a guy who spent tonight ripping apart vampires.

His focus should be on our impending doom and our life from here on in, and not on whatever this is. Reminiscing the ‘good old days’ and adding weight to why he will never rebuild trust with his ‘chosen’ mate. He’s not exactly acting like he cares about doing it, from what I’ve seen.

“Don’t be stupid. How...