I snorted. “You got me there.” I drank more wine. “But it did get us more information. It unveiled the Brotherhood, and it got me out of there.”
He nodded once. “But now you hate me.” He scratched at the grain on the table. “And I don’t know how I am supposed to recover from that.”
“You lied to me.”
He blew out a breath. “I did…but in my defence. I didn’t think I was.”
I snorted. “How do you fucking figure?”
He raised his hands. “I wrote you a letter every week to cover some of the miscommunication. But I also thought your dad was telling you all of his plans. And I say his plans because I was following his lead. He was able to move in the shadows, while pretending to be dead, and I was stuck in the limelight.”
“So you were playing your part thinking that I was too, only to find out afterwards that I wasn’t.” I slumped.
“Yeah.” He chugged. “Look, I have been taught all of my life that I have to be careful. That I have to keep myself hidden. So when I am me, I don’t talk about my wolf
