Chapter 117
PARIS’s POV
"Well, for starters, I need to trace down a murderer in the pack. That alone fills my mind constantly."
"Alright, I get that. But we are mates, Paris. At night you can come to me and let me comfort you."
How was I supposed to tell her that I only wanted Ember's comfort?
"You need to heal first." I said, hoping to make her leave me alone, but I was only deluding myself with my expectations, because Kate was relentless. It was almost as though she was after my very life. And that left me wanting to tug out my hairs from my scalp.
"and I need you to help me heal faster, you are my mate after all."
“I’ve told you, Kate. I’ve been busy, late. How else should I explain this to you?.”
“Even to busy for your mate. Or have you forget that you are mine.”