His guilt wouldn't erase everything that had happened before that night, and it certainly wouldn't make me forget how things had been between us.
“You keep talking about what I'm supposed to do as Luna and what you expect from me as your mate,” I said, shifting slightly on the bed. “But have you ever stopped to consider what I get from this relationship? Because from where I'm sitting, all you seem interested in is pointing out the things I'm not doing to your satisfaction.”
Jason's brows drew together.
“That's not what I'm doing.”
“Isn't it?”
“Sage, I'm trying to explain that—”
“And I'm trying to explain something too,” I interrupted. “You keep talking about my responsibilities, but you don't even know the basics of how to treat me properly. You don't care whether I'm happy or not.
