CAELLUM’S POV

I watched her face morph into confusion, anger and ultimately, pain.

“Why are you doing this?” Her voice was broken, “Why are you trying to get me to hate you?”

I hated the fact that despite knowing everything she had done, I still yearned to comfort her. She fucking did a number on me.

“Hate me?” I scoffed, “Why the hell would I want you to hate your mate?” I asked with a smirk.

She shook her head, “You didn’t kill my parents. You are just angry because you think I betrayed you.” I could see that she believed it. “Arturo Morello killed them. Your father killed them.”...