Chapter 95. He Loved Me

But once I'd given them everything that they wanted, would Leander have just let it go and foregone his natural instinct for retribution? My parents hadn't been the very first to kill between our packs. We were at war. The killing had gone on before them for decades. It was our way. It was hard enough for me to deny my base wolf instinct for retribution and Leander was an Alpha.

I highly doubted we would have lived happily ever after, and I certainly wouldn't have been allowed to just walk away right now because regardless of my mate status, punishment for a war crime as severe as killing a parent would have to have been enacted. Heck, Leander had spanked me in front of his entire pack just for slapping him. It wasn't very realistic to think he would've just let it go if I had been the one to kill his mother. No, that truth would remain with him day and night just like it did me.

A knock at the door interrupted by chaotic thoughts.

Lifting my head, I realized I was