Chapter 21 

RILEY 

“Do you love her, Riley?” She asked me without looking at me, and I knew the answer right away. 

“I don‘t,” I answered coldly, not really liking this conversation at all. 

“Liar.” She hissed at me.

“I told you I don‘t lie.”

“Then tell me about her.” She tilted her body in my direction, her eyebrow raised as she mocked me with her eyes. 

“There‘s nothing to tell. She‘s part of the past, Nadia. Let it go.”

“I want to know everything about her.” 

“What‘s the point? She‘s gone.”

“I want to know everything about her! Don‘t make me say that again.” 

“What the fuck for? I don‘t ask you about your past. Or anyone in your life. So can we just move on...” 

“Because I have nothing to tell you! I never had a man in my life! Oh, I have! I forgot! Let me tell you about him! This man saw me when I was 17 and he was forty–five years old! And he decided he wanted me as his mate! That evil man would visit me every time he could, and he would look at me like he was undressing me every single time!”

“Stop, Nadia…” My voice came out desperate. 

This was exactly the reason why I didn‘t want her to find out who Andrea was. The evil man in her story was me in Andrea‘s. And telling her what I did to Andrea would only remind her of her own life. I didn‘t want her to end up loathing me. And I never wanted t o be accepted by anyone as much as I wanted Nadia to accept me.

“My uncle would force me to hug him, and I would do my best every time not to vomit or pass out whenever I had to because I hated him. I despised the way he smelled and how his skin felt on my skin…”

“Stop!” My grip on the steering wheel tightened. It was getting harder to control the car. I just wanted to grab her and hug her to make her stop talking. 

making me feel so fucking small and dirty right now. Everything she was saying about this man mirrored what Andrea must have felt about

tell me, how could I tell her about Andrea without her hating me or

couldn‘t do anything until I was 19. It was only then that I was able to sneak away whenever I knew he was coming to visit me. And every time I came home after that, I would receive a slap or a beating from

don‘t need

about me the same way I want to know everything about you. If you want to make this Alpha and

one will call you by another

about the pictures in your

I had on my bookshelves. It has been there for years and I

it Andrea in the picture with

we‘re home.

question Is it Andrea

“Yes.”

is she

She‘s nothing

something from me? Tell me why you look like you‘ve seen a ghost when Stella mentioned her? Why? Because it does still hurt? Just fucking tell me and this conversation is over. I just want to know if I‘m already

we fucking stop this conversation? It‘s pissing me off already!” I slammed my

the car!” She yelled

“No!”

“Stop the car!”

no.

stop the fucking car or I will jump out!” She snarled at me before she opened the door beside her. It was now slightly open, and if I based it on the expression on her face, she would undoubtedly jump out

her, in a calm manner. I was fucking terrified that she would jump out before I would be able to stop

car while she took off

I grabbed her forearm, but she just shoved

followed

the fuck are you doing? Where are you going? Come back here!”

will see you at the pack house!” She yelled without looking

grabbed her arm and swung her around to face me, gritting my teeth as Ileaned

think I would let you on your own? You don‘t even know how to get back to the pack house. Now

right now.” She pushed my hand away

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