Scarlett Clay looked at me with hope in his eyes. He expected me to say something, but I had nothing to say. I had broken someone's heart for their sake. I knew magic was part of the reason Keith and I clicked, and now that he had pulled his magic away completely. I felt nothing for him. My pain for my mate's betrayal returned. Keith's magic had dulled the pain to the point that it was non-existent, but now it was back. It caused an instant emptiness in me. I guess that was what Keith was suppressing with his love and magic. I felt the mate pull, and Midnight was tugging hard. I was able to control her eventually, but it wasn't easy. My body wanted them; it craved them. It was as if I needed to feed. I would lie if I said I felt nothing towards them, but what they did to me in the north made me bury every ounce of love I felt towards them. With Keith out of the picture, the love I buried was rearing up its head, and it was out of my control. I was angry and afraid. I was worried