Cole
Ivory's words had struck me. When she said Erin was mine, it hit me really hard. I wished Rain was still with me. This would have been easier. Honestly, if she was cheating, then all the while we were together, I should have smelled him on her. There was never any sign of it.
I sat on my chair in my office, angry and sad simultaneously. How I wished it was easy. If I had my wolf, I would know. I would feel her lies and truths, but Rain was no longer with me. I had now to rely on knowledge, facts, and evidence.
I squeezed the pen in my hand from sheer frustration. Ivory had changed. I didn't need anyone to tell me that. She had changed and was somehow numb now. I also could not ignore the apparent ill-treatment she had endured in prison, even after I had explicitly given the order
