_Dahlia’s POV_I stared at Knox, completely shocked. My brain was trying to process what he’d just said, but nothing was making sense.“I have never not wanted you.”The words echoed in my head, bouncing around like they were looking for a place to land. But they couldn’t land. They didn’t fit with anything I knew about Knox. About us. About the way he’d treated me all these years.My heart was beating so fast I could feel it in my throat. In my fingers. In every part of my body.*He wants us,* Mena whispered, sounding just as confused as I felt. *Our mate wants us.**No,* I thought back. *He’s lying. He has to be.*“I don’t want to see you get hurt again,” Knox continued, taking a small step toward me. His honey-brown eyes were intense, searching my face like he was desperate for me to understand. “The past few years… watching you with Taylor, watching him use you and manipulate you and treat you like you were worthless… it was torture, Dahlia. Complete torture.”I took a step back.
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