Oh lord Kol, you sound like a pussy whipped dork, I scolded myself.
The walls were long... and practically empty. Wooden, shiny floors, lines of doors, and I noticed it was the packhouse, the old packhouse. But it looked different, like...
before when Katerina was around, but when I hadn't realised she was my mate.
Everything looked so spotless, and my heart constricted when I remembered why. I ordered her as alpha to clean everything, spotless, just like it looked. The image of
her on her knees, scrubbing, and bawling her eyes out. shuddering I quickly dismissed it. It was almost like I was walking around invisible, no-one could see me,
but I could see Katerina. And I could see Ace? She had been walking down the hall when she brushed passed him in attempt to avoid contact, and he knocked her over
so hard she smashed her head off the side of the wall, blood trickling down her temple. My wolf growled, fury building up.
