Aiden felt the weight of his responsibility for Noami's death. He had been her favorite.
He had known of Jared's weakness for women. He had objected to the union, but he hadn't forbidden it, as he should have.
Jared was not Naomi's true lifemate. Chemistry would never allow a true mate to cheat on his woman. Noami, his beautiful sister, so young and vibrant, lost to them forever. A tear promised to slip away from the confines of his left eye.
She had been headstrong, wanting Jared because he was handsome, not because her soul called to his. They had lied, but he had known they were lying. Ultimately it had been his responsibility that Jared continued to try to find emotion by being with other women, and Naomi had grown into a bitter, dangerous woman. She must have died instantly or He would have felt it, even deep in his sleep. Jared should never have had the care of one of their women.
