*Keenan POV*
My head was pounding, I needed blood.
How could I have forgotten about today? She was my wife. I hear a knock on the
front door, but I don't even pay attention to
it. I am so consumed with my guilty conscience until I hear her sweet voice. It's scared. Katy! How could I forget about my sweet girl?
"Keenan, my father is here-"
My neck starts burning, and I turn and see my mate Katy weakly struggling in her father's arms and watching him whisper something in her, and I growl angrily.
"Keenan..... help me!"
Then she falls limply in his arms. Just as I run towards her, Lord Trevil smiles cruelly and shakes his head. "Not so fast, Keenan," he says as I feel his guards grab me
harshly. Katy is hanging over his shoulder, and I feel my fangs elongate more. I am so pîsse
