Chapter 80. Letting Go

Lamia

"What happened to you at MacTire?" His question threw me off guard; I knew it was coming, sooner or later. I still stiffened and then sighed. What was the point? It was better to hear it from me, than millions of gossip and rumors. Maybe he would be so disgusted that he would stop wanting me.

But did I really want him to stop? I found myself being drawn to him with each passing day.

"We are going to need more of that for this story" I pointed to the bottle of rum. I wonder how much of it he drank to actually scent like it. They say your mate's scent is your favorite thing in the world, and I do like a good tasting, aged dark rum.

"Let's make a deal," he suddenly said. I cocked an eyebrow at him, willing to hear him out "you tell me your story and I'll tell you mine. Rescind your challenge and you don't reject me on the full moon."

Now that he let my father out of the cells and was treatin