Chapter 60

Chloe's POV

Alaric held me tightly after I announced we needed to end that horrid woman's life.

I can feel his worry, I know he feels guilty but he has no reason to. We were meant to be, he can't control someone else's reactions. That petty woman, how dare she try to have me killed by my mate, having her sordid sister control Lucas thus way, shit, he almost killed Austen! If I wasn't a lycan he would have too, maybe even killed me for trying to interject.

So many thoughts running through my head when I notice Alaric staring at me. His eyes looked dejected, lost "What is it my love?" I looked to him waiting for him to answer me.

His brows furrowed as if he was trying to read me before he finally spoke, pulling me close to him, pressing our naked wet bodies together as he whispers in my ear "Do you regret choosing me now? Now that you know he's being controlled?"

I pulled my head back, snapping my eyes onto his, the pain swirling in him was apparent even if