Lucas.
I hated myself for how I was treating Cassie, but it was for the best. It was the only way I could keep her safe from the person I had become. From the person who had done nothing but cause her pain. I was supposed to have been her mate, and instead, I allowed myself to fall prey to a greater power. One able to manipulate my mind.
Watching her walk away from me hurt, and the moment she disappeared from my sight, I was left with Sansa’s angry glare and look of disapproval. “You’re a fucking idiot, Lucas.”
“Whatever,” I scoffed, rolling my eyes, trying to rationalize what I was doing. “What did you expect me to fucking do? You know the fucking risks of me being around her.”
“Risks, Lucas? Please tell me you’re joking right now.”
