"That necklace was my dead mate's. It belonged to Brianna," Damon finally said.
Alexia's heart sank to the deepest abyss that it could sink to. She suddenly felt so dizzy. The news was too much to handle. The one who had killed Damon's mate this whole time was no other than her? She was the one who did it?
Damon gritted his teeth. Rage was slowly rising within him. He had been looking for his mate's killer and the whole time, her killer had been by his side and he had fallen in love with her.
"Damon I didn't me—" Alexia began before she was cut off.
"Stop. Just stop. Don't say another word. I don't want to listen," Damon said as he tried to control his anger.
He turned to the side of the car and got into the driver's seat. Alexia came for the door and tried to get in when she realised it was locked. He had locked her out.
"Damon we need to—" Alexia tried again before he cut her off.
