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“You l-love me?” I asked him. Perhaps he had said it out of the need to say it. Cause I knew all my life, I had only been loved by my father. So, I couldn’t just bring myself to believe him.

“Yes, Celeste. I do.” he answered.

“Look, I’m sorry for not making a conversation with you for two days. I just needed to assimilate all that happened.” he told me, with an apologetic look on his face.

“Kate was someone dear to me. My sister, play mate and my friend. I didn’t expect she would one day turn her back on the pack that raised her.” he said.

“Then why do you prefer her company more than mine? Every morning, you allow her to stay with you but not me. Instead I’m sent away, why? Aren’t I your mate?” I asked.

I just felt a need to say that desperately. I didn’t want to keep it all in after what had happened. Lies and secrets won’t help our relationship in any way. Instead, it was just going to add to the current problems.

“I know I fucked up