Kameron's POV ...
To say I wasn't doing well would have been an understatement. I hadn't left my room for what felt like days. My blood had turned more into beer and fast food than actual blood. I was spiraling, I could feel it, but I didn't have the energy to pull myself out of the depressive pit.
I couldn't get that image out of my mind.
The way he had held her in his arms. The way he had looked at her angered me and angered my wolf even more. I wanted to rip his arms clean off his body for what he had done.
I had let her in. I had let her in. I had bulldozed all my walls down for her and let her into my heart. I let her have access to every last piece of soul.
She had reached in and torn everything apart.
Maybe it had been my fault for not letting her know sooner. Maybe it was my fault for having withheld one of my greatest insecurities. Maybe it was my fault because still allowed the past to control me now.
