Kieran’s POV
I watched Charlotte hurry away with tears in her eyes, and felt my chest crack just a fraction.
Had I said something wrong?
“Go after her,” my wolf insisted.
I hesitated for a moment, uncertain, but then decided to heed my wolf’s call. Going after a crying woman wasn’t typical for me, but Charlotte never cried. I had to check to make sure she was okay, even if I had no idea what to say or why I was doing it.
Sighing, I stuffed my hands in my pockets and headed inside. The house was dark compared to outside, and it took a moment for my eyes to adjust. I heard the sound of voices coming from the hallway, so I headed in that direction.
But then I stopped abruptly when I heard Charlotte’s voice.
“I don’t want him. I don’t want his mark. And honestly, I’d rather do just abou
