We stared at one another for a long, tense moment.
"You knew?" My voice was just above a whisper.
Kit shook his head. "I heard you and Mother talking in the kitchen. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I was only looking for you. But I'm glad I heard, that I know now. Knowing. . . it made me realize how I've been treating you, and how much I've been hurting you. It made me realize that I want to be a better man. After all, if my father could change, why can't I?"
My knees buckled - I fell into my chair heavily.
"So, what you're telling me is. . . you want me? As your mate?" I asked quietly.
"Yes."
Okay, so, I probably should have been happy. Overjoyed, ecstatic. Yet all I could think about were Trisha's words.
I made him work hard to earn my trust as his mate.
Just because Kit had had thi
