Chapter 22

Nicolette's POV

I sigh as I lay in the bed that I now hate failing asleep in. The word 'coward' was not covered by a large paining but the lingering smell of smoke was still there.

I hated this. Sitting in my room doing nothing but being trapped with my own thoughts. The outside is too dangerous. Other people are too dangerous. So I'm trapped.

There was a light knock on the door and I sensed him. The one person that I didn't want to see right now.

"Come in," I yell. The door opened slowly and Malcom came in and shut the door. "I'd rather not talk to you right now."

"I know I just came to apologize," he said. My wolf pined for him. The kiss only made her bond stronger. If things were to work out, I didn't want that as a first kiss.

"What did I tell you last night?" I ask him. He sits on the edge of the desk and crossed his legs and arms.

"No apology in the world could convince you to forgive me for the fucked up things I've done," he said. I nod and sigh.

"So why are you here to apolog