Chapter 117. Typical Werewolf Pregnancy

Easily identifiable now...

...definitely guilt.

So significant was Coal’s distress, I heard his inner chastisement, condemning himself.

All his fault...

If he’d never been brought into existence, then Marku would have killed his father, and I would have been spared.

My torment happened because he was my mate.

All his fault...

The profoundness of his silent, tormented cry startled me. My Wolf whimpered at his pain.

No! I wouldn’t let Coal take the blame for his father.

Ignoring everyone else in the room, I pulled out of Coal’s embrace and turned on the couch to face him. Coal looked down at me in confusion, blue eyes flat with agony. I gripped both of his hands and squeezed, speaking fervently through our mind link, “No you don’t! Don’t you dare think I would have been better off without you.”

His eyebrows snapped up. Apparently, he hadn’t realized he’d been broadcasting his anguish.

I leveled a firm g