Chapter 41

JAYSON

I would say that Blake's panicked knocking on my door was the reason was I now wide awake but that would be a lie. I haven't slept properly in weeks because, every single time I closed my eyes, my dreams were plagued with memories of the damage I had done.

There was the blood of the innocent I had murdered. The faces of the enemies I had tortured before killing them in the most brutal way. There was even the proof that I was the reason for the imminent war which was making its way towards the pack.

I was lucky if I managed three hours sleep in a night. I could sleep but I would only wake in a pool of my own sweat.

"We're going to the hospital," Blake had said. I knew that I needed to tell him the truth about his parents and that neither of them were really as they seemed. The guilt was eating me alive now and all I wanted was to tell him the truth before i