Page 102 of Wolf's Fate

“That I’m aspy? No shit!” She was angry, her cheeks flushed with temper. Seeing I wasn’t to be moved, she let out a loud sigh. “Fine. What doesn’t make sense?” Her eyes were hard, her face a mask of hurt. “That I could love you?”

Love?

Standing, I shook my head, enough was enough. “You don’t love me,” I told her angrily. “Goddess, you have no shame at all, do you?”

“How dare you.” Willow was seething. Standing quickly, she tightened her hold on the blanket. “You know what, fuck you, Caleb.” Storming inside, she slammed the door shut behind her.

Fuck me?Fuck me? Furious, I stormed into the cabin. “You tell me that and think I’ll just believe you?”

Throwing her hands in the air, she shouted at me in exasperation. “Why would I lie?” Her hands fell to her hips. “Because I’m a spy?” Her tone was mocking, her face twisted into a grimace of hurt and disgust.

Shaking my head, I turned away. “You should go.” I heardher fall still behind me. “You don’t need to stay any longer. Go now. I’ll take you down myself.”

“To make sure I leave, right?”

“Willow…”

“No. You don’t get toWillowme.” She glared at me, anger simmering just below boiling. “You spent ten years hiding from this mountain, and now you think I’m going to leave you and your whispering shadows on it? Are you crazy?” She half laughed. “Yes, youarecrazy. That’s what they’ve been trying to tell me.”

My anger was too close to the surface. I could feel my control slipping, the darkness that she so openly mocked wrapping around me, offering me their comfort.

She must have sensed the change. I saw her face become wary, and her scent changed to one of fear. “Caleb?”

“You need togo.” My head was down, and I felt them pulling at me, urging me to lose control. Urging me to lash out at her, make her feel how betrayed I felt when she lied to me.

How could she love me? I was a murderer. She didn’t love me. They made her say that. To manipulate me. To forcemeto leave.

“Caleb, what’s happening? You’re scaring me, your eyes are purple again…” She reached out to me, her voice calm but shaking slightly. “You’re not yourself, Caleb…this isn’t you.”

“Getout.”

She didn’t need to be told twice. With one fearful look, she ran past me, out into the snow. Out into the black merciless night.

Panting, I tried to wrestle for control. Looking around, I saw the familiar cabin of Nell’s. I shouldn’t be in here.

Shemade me come in here when she knew I didn’t want to.

That bitch.

With a snarl, I ran after her.

I reached her easily. Grabbing her, I pulled her towards me with a growl that sounded loud in the quiet of the night. My strength easily overpowered hers, and I saw her fear as I looked down at her.

“Caleb, you don’t want to hurt me, I know you don’t,” she whispered quickly. “Let me go.”

I felt them pulling, tugging me under, whispers getting louder in the night.

Screams sounded all around me.

Screams of my pack as they were killed in their beds because of atraitor.

I remembered the fear. Knowing I would never reach them in time. That I would never stop the massacre of that night.

Knowing that I was responsible for the slaughter that followed.

I slashed out at the memories. Purging them from my mind so I never had to see it again.

Willow gasped, her sudden sharp inhale catching my attention.