Justin frowned. “What do you mean Alpha Gideon?”
Daphne turned to face Justin dramatically. “He means that because of me he lost his mate, Claire,” she murmured, as if even the name hurt her. “He blames me for what happened, but it wasn’t my fault. She—she never liked me. She told everyone I was a snake. And when things went wrong, they all believed her.”
That was it. She finally played her victim card.
Turning the story around. Making herself the victim while the real victim was my mate Claire.
Justin looked between us both, clearly torn, his instincts clashing with his reason. He was a decent man — maybe too decent for this world. I could see the conflict in his eyes; part of him wanted to trust his new mate, and another part was trying to believe I wasn’t the monster she was paintin
