Purify Me

"Was it only when you found out that it was my pack you were slaughtering that you felt regret?"

He had the decency to look down in shame. "Emilia, you have to understand something."

I looked at him warily, afraid of what he was going to say. There was no justifying what he'd done to my pack, my family, to me. Still, my heart hoped there was something he could say that would vindicate him even though my brain knew there wasn't.

"The ritual of mates only belongs to packs. It's punishment by the Gods for going against our nature and being pack-less."

I felt my stomach drop at his words. "What are you saying?"

"Rogues aren't meant to have mates. I never would've been accepted into a pack any other way. I had to agree, just like the other Rogues, to end your pack."

I scoff. "Just call it what it is, a massacre."

He nods and shame crosses his features. "I did, I massacred your pack. And I'm sorry, but I had no other choice. It was the only way for me to have a mate, to find you."

"It's too bad you got me because now that I know it was you, I don't want you anymore. I'm not gonna sever our ties, you get to live what you did and what you will never get."