L Y R A
I sat in the passenger seat of Kael's truck, staring out the window. If he didn’t start this conversation I was going to explode.
"You and I need to talk," he said, breaking the silence. "And not another one of these fights."
I turned to him. "What is there to talk about, Kael? You made it perfectly clear where we stand."
"I was angry," he said, his hands gripping the steering wheel. "I said things I didn't mean."
"Did you?" I challenged. "Because it sounded an awful lot like you meant every word."
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Okay, maybe I did mean some of it. But not all of it."
"Which part didn't you mean?" I asked. "The part where you said I was a meaningless fling? Or the part where you said you couldn't be with me because I was the Alpha's sister?"
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