The Devil In Disguise

EVAN'S POV

I had to retreat to my room to mull over my next move. I still feel like I have been wrecked inside. Every time I let my eyes close the appalling image of my mate's dead body lying in the dirt and her blood soaking the soil pops up in my mind.

Three full years may have passed since I witnessed that awful scene but I now remember every second of it like it happened a few hours ago.

All I cared about was avenging my servant's death. It didn't matter if we went too far and hurt people that were not responsible for the atrocious crime that was committed.

I kept telling myself that the girl made her own decision and she probably was just as evil as her mother. Her death didn't make me feel better about my servant's death. It in fact made me realise what a mess we had made in our insane quest for justice.

By now the true culprit, the mother, is either dead or truly regretting her actions. Her stupidity has made so much in my life go wrong.

I don't regret being mated to her daught