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Chapter 7 ~ Old Wounds
KC’s P.O.V.
My wolf was so close to the edge that it took every last bit if strength I had to keep her in. My claws were out, my fangs elongated, and my eyes burned with the color of my wolf’s pupils. Their silence was practically a confession, if the rogues’ claims weren’t any support. I stood and stormed out of the Beta Suite, knowing that if I didn’t get out quick, the room would be trashed and the twins would get hurt.
If anyone should feel my wrath, that’d be Damon. And on that note, I stalked to the staircase and began climbing, my claws raking along the wall and leaving five long claw marks in their wake. The rage I felt was consuming me and I knew it wouldn’t be long until my human shell broke to make way for my wolf’s fury.
The door flew open just as I was about to reach for the handle, and I came face to face with Amber, Dan, and my mother. Each of their eyes was wide when they saw me standing there, faces paled and fear evident through their expressions.
“Any of you have anything you want to tell me before I rip the truth out of Damon?” I rolled, throwing each of them a dark glower. My mom opened her moth as if to speak but quickly shut it again. I noticed that tears were clouding her eyes. I eyed them angrily as they awkwardly crept around me, making room so that I could slip through the door to my own room. When I stepped inside, I froze when I saw Damon sitting on the bed. He was just sitting there, staring at me hopelessly, his shoulders hunched and his expression soft. I closed the door and leaned against it, crossing my arms in order to restrain myself from lunging at him, claws aimed for his eyes.
“KC-,” Damon began.
“Don’t,” I growled, looking at his feet. My fury was bubbling in the pit of my stomach, growing every moment that I stood in the same room as my lying, traitorous mate. “You told me he was dead.” I said calmly, shifting my gaze to his face. “Damon, you swore to me that you killed him. You told me he was nothing but rotting flesh.”
“KC, just hear me out-,” Damon tried to say, but I didn’t want to hear his excuse. He had no excuse for what he did. It wasn’t the fact that he didn’t kill Doyle, it was the coldness of lying to me about it.
“No,” I snapped, the hissing of my wolf snaking into words again. “I’m done listening to you, because clearly I can’t trust a word you say.”
“I’m sorry, KC!” Damon blurted, getting to his feet. I clenched my teeth as I straightened and took a step towards him.
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Werewolf(Sequel to IDMWJ) KC has finally allowed Damon into her heart, that doesn't mean she will let him use it any time he wants. There's three years of treachery to repay, after all. Four years after her marriage, KC's life has taken a good turn; she's...
