Jaxon
I'm disappointed that Nina would think of me as such a monster. I heard of the attack this morning, and from the horrid details, I'm hurt that her suspicion landed on me.
"I had nothing to do with the attack on your pack," I say earnestly.
I watch her, looking for signs that she doesn't believe me, but all I can see behind those piercing blue eyes is a blank stare. It's like she's searching for something in my gaze, something that will confirm her suspicions or put her at ease. I can't blame her for doubting me; after all, our history is fraught with misunderstandings and miscommunications. But this is different.
No matter how hurt I was, I could never go after her pack that way. It's just wrong not to mention, evil.
"Nina, you have to believe me," I implore, closing the distan
