SAGE
I barely reacted when Claire scoffed and hauled herself to her feet, brushing imaginary dust from her clothes like she hadn't just been pinned to the floor by my magic minutes ago.
"So that's it?" she snapped. "We're just going to let her go because of some sob story and a few shared memories? A stupid misunderstanding?"
Her lips curled, I was sure of it—it was a signature thing of hers. "She betrayed the pack. She deserves to die."
I didn't answer her. I didn't even look at her.
My mind was still splintering around the truth I had just seen—truth that sat in my chest like a collapsing star, even as I yet remained in Adam's comforting arms.
With the mate bond open between us—with I pushing down the walls around mine immediately he reached for me, so he could see my remorse—I could see that he felt no ill will toward me.
Actually, he felt relieved. Happy even. Not minding that his kingdom was about to be lit on fire.
Still… I couldn't forgive myself.
