“Love is weakness.”
“No. You’re afraid of it.”
His expression darkened.
I knew I should stop speaking, but I couldn’t.
“You’re afraid that he’ll choose me over you.”
A roar tore out of his chest.
He slammed my wrists harder against the floor.
I cried out.
“You know nothing about an Alpha.”
“I know Easton.”
“You know the part he allows you to see.”
“And I know he would never willingly hurt me.”
His golden pupils narrowed further.
“Yet here you are beneath him.”
“No,” I said through my tears. “I’m beneath you. And you’re hiding inside his body because you’re too weak to face me as yourself.”
The wolf stared at me.
For a moment, neither of us moved.
Then pain flashed across Easton’s face.
His grip faltered.
“Ashley...” he choked out.
My breath caught.
“Easton?”
His eyes
