NATALIE

~A little while earlier…

Ryker walked out on me again, without taking me seriously and without paying attention to what I was saying to him. Or more like threatening him with.

It seems like, even to me, the rejection remains the only leverage I have against him when he acts like an asshole to me most of the times.

How can he ask me to choose?

On a honest note, I don’t harbour any great love for my family or anyone from that pack, but I despise war. I despise imagining myself seeing them all dead. Blood, agony, and seeing Ryker as a monster inflicting pain…that’s another thing I don’t want to witness — not when he is up against the people I once cared about and wanted to return to until recently.

But when I don’t really love them, why do I keep thinking about how Emilie might be feeling after losing her mate? How are my parents faring with their heartbroken, pushed to the door of insanity daughter?

I sigh, rubbing my burning eyes with the tips of my forefingers to ease the ac