Chapter 68

Ismena has never heard such pain reflected in another person's voice before. It made her heart tighten further in her chest like someone was squeezing hard on it and refused to let go. "I'm so sorry, Wolfaraine... It wasn't your—"

"No. Do not think about telling me that it is not my fault Ismena." Looking away from his bloody hands, he focused his gaze out of the window, "That lie does nothing for me. That lie does not change that I failed my sister, Nalaila, in every sense of the word 'failure'."

She'd thought it was a mistake that he'd mentioned that name before, but now she knows for sure that it wasn't a mistake. So, Nalaila is his sister...?

Aila. Nalaila. Of course.

Now, she felt very guilty for even feeling remotely jealous the few times that name came up. His unusual reactions at the mention of that name finally made sense.

"So, you see why I hate humans so much?" His tone hard, "I cannot unhate your kind, Ismena. I do not know how to."

Oh, yes, she understands. It hurts but