CHAPTER 8

CHANDLER'S POV

"Chandler, you know about Charlene's pregnancy?"

I nodded my head once again, feeling ashamed for some reasons that I am unable to figure out. "I do."

He frowned. "If you knew that then why did you never mention it to me?" he questioned, Jaxton's eyebrows knitted together.

"Because I thought that the matter could have been left alone. But since it is your business now, we can talk about it later," I said. "And by 'talk', I meant..." I cleared my throat. "...kill someone," I finished my sentence. I stared directly into his eyes. I saw something dark swirling there.

"Oh God, please tell me that it's not true," he begged me while covering his mouth. I guess he knew who I was referring to.

I closed my eyes, afraid that whatever I had to tell them might trigger Jaxton to lose control of his wolf. I could feel the pain of losing both– from Jaxton's anger, and from my wolf's sadness for knowing how painful it was for them.

It wasn't something that I should be privy to. H