Chapter 51

Donald

I had no idea what had now come over me. I only saw red, and deep inside of me, I felt a fire in my heart borne from pain. She had caused that pain, from her words.

I could not stay calm; instead, the only thing on my mind were the words spoken by her only moments ago.

“It isn’t yours” she had said.

The child is not yours.

It was not only the words that had hurt me this badly, but the way in which she said it – like she did not care. She stared at me as she said it, and her eyes met mine. She was defiant, uncaring, indifferent. It was only a fuel for the fire that was my rage.

It was more than I could bear, the sting of betrayal scalding me like a physical wound. Inside of me, my wolf side felt the pain too, and I had to hold in the urge to let out a pained howl.

Now, my hand was encircled around Julie’s wrist, and I was pulling her out of the room. I had no idea why, but something inside me wanted to inflict the same kind of pan that she had so callously inflicted upon me, by