Chapter 72
"It's not your fault. Trust me," I mutter the last part. Mostly to myself.
I contemplate telling him for a minute about Alpha Beckett. About how he's been black mailing me this whole time. But I fear if I do, Liam will go right after them. And probably murder Alpha Beckett.
Then again, that's not so much of a repulsive thought.
"I just wish I could have got there sooner," He whispers, almost brokenly.
This is a new side of Liam. One I'm not familiar with. Mostly because this is the most vulnerable I've ever seen him. And frankly, it surprises me. Liam has always been so head strong. Daring, even. How can someone like him ever feel weak?
Then again, just because we're werewolves, doesn't mean we're unstoppable. We all have our moments.
I shuffle uncomfortably in my place, clearing my throat, "So, how long have I been out?"
"Three days, tops."
"Three days?" I screech, "Does anyone even know where I am?"