“Why am I not surprised that he came running to you the moment that he had a moment alone?”
I couldn’t keep the tone of disgust from seeping into my voice, couldn’t stop myself from conveying what my true feelings towards the situation was. And what made it worse, was that I was sure that Alaric was aware of how I was feeling, regardless of whether or not I allowed my emotions to show.
“Because you know that he’d come to me for help before he steps foot anywhere near you.”
I clenched my jaw, part of me refusing to acknowledge the fact that he was right, refusing to acknowledge that he was right because of me. I had been the one who had caused this rift between Marcel and I, for I had been the one who had gone against the traditions of our kind. It had been me who had turned into a ne
