Maisie
"We need to fix this," Cole said, voice strained.
"We?" I echoed, turning to face him with a cold, empty stare. "From where I'm standing, this is your problem. Not mine. The same way my suffering was never yours."
I turned to leave.
His hand shot out and grabbed my wrist.
Big mistake.
I slammed him against the wall before I even realized I'd moved. The impact cracked the plaster. Cole's eyes widened in shock as I pinned him there effortlessly with one hand, my new Lycan strength making it laughably easy.
"The next time you touch me is the day you die, mutt," my Lycan said through me.
I blinked, forcing the red haze from my eyes, and stepped back. "Don't approach me. Don't talk to me. Don't even look at me. Go pray to the Goddess for mercy, Cole, because I have none left for you."
I started walking away again when his broken voice stopped me. "Is it true you're getting a divorce?"
