“I’m not leaving until you talk to me.” Lucian didn’t acknowledge Heather’s words. She’d been visiting him every day for the past week, and it was becoming harder and harder to ignore her.
“I know you’re beating yourself up over what happened, Lucian,” Heather continued. “It was an accident. You’re just like every male in these packs. You would never purposely hurt a female. And I’m fine. No harm, no foul.” Lucian was surprised Kale had even let her come. Lucian wouldn’t want his mate near a male who’d attacked his female, and he was shocked that Kale hadn’t physically restrained Heather to keep her away from his cell. But Lucian was learning the blind healer was stubborn. So, here she sat on the floor in a futile effort to get him to forgive himself. And her large Irish wolf stood behind
