{Wyatt’s P.O.V.}
After Dorian and Allie excused themselves to give us space to figure out our issues, Rylee didn’t even wait for them to close the door before tearing into me about what a f****d up mate I’ve been, and how I’ve been treating her like a child rather than my equal. It also didn’t help that she blamed me for all our problems since she left and came back. Sure, things were still great in the bedroom, our carnal desires for one another still intact and we didn’t love each other any less, but I couldn’t deny that everything wrong that had happened was a direct result of Rylee leaving me and the pack.
“You should have known all of that, Wyatt!” she shouted at me.
“Me!? What about you? Last I checked, you’re a werewolf too, Rylee!”
