(CORRINE)
"That's not what I meant," Locke snarls. "When did this happen? When did you and Corrine—" He can't seem to form the words, apparently too enraged by the idea.
Erik smirks. "Around eight years ago. I found her on the palace grounds, badly injured. She and I are old acquaintances, you know."
Locke struggles to speak, and when he looks at me, I see a strange emotion in his eyes. A look of betrayal.
I tear my gaze away. It hurts to look at him. But how dare he act like I've done something horrible when he was the one who betrayed me?!
"You had a child together?" Locke asks, his voice heavy and filled with something that has my wolf lurching inside my mind.
"Yes, we did." Erik puts his arm around my waist.
"So, you're his mate?" Locke looks at me. Why does he looks so anguished, like I have done him a terrible wrong?
I finally summon the strength to speak. "Did you expect me to come back to you? So you could finish me off?"
