Chapter Thirty

I sat on the edge of mine and Dominics bed holding the only photo of Elstan and I that I still had. We looked so happy and so in love in the photo. I couldn't figure it out, but for whatever reason I just couldn't destroy it. I still hated him, but I hadn't always and I knew that. Sometimes I couldn't help but wonder how things would be if he had been different. I was struggling mentally knowing that in two days I would be killing my first mate if he refused to back down. True he had put our pack through hell and he had destroyed everything, but even then I couldn't fully hate him and I didn't understand it.

"Are you ok?" Dominic asked sitting next to me and pulling me into him. I shook my head.

"Honestly I don't know any more." Dominic looked at the picture and smiled.

"You look beautiful in this photo angel." He said playing with a strand of my hair.

"This was right before he started trying to control how I dressed."

"Kay i'm not mad you still have this,