Declared War

Next day, I have to put on my big girl panties and head to the Blues pack to break the news.

I feel like absolute crap today, but I have to do this—it's the right thing to do. Of course, I would love to hide my face in the sand and do nothing about this, but I'm not like that.

I spent the whole night thinking about the situation I’m in and trying to push my guilt down enough to see if I'm excited about Cain being my fated mate or not. The truth is, I didn't come to any conclusion because my guilt never stopped.

I couldn't stop thinking about Asheron and our plans, everything we were going to do. It feels extremely unfair to simply scratch that and start a new page, not even a year after he passed away. How would I feel if I were the one who died, and Asheron found a new mate so fast? I would be so heartbroken.

But, on the other hand, Cain is such a good guy... and he has a lot of potential to be an amazing man. He's funny and smarter than he looks and he never stopped checking on me,