Rhyson
“And here I thought my father and Larson told you everything you needed to know about me,” she said tonelessly. “You only care now because someone thought you did it. Don’t pretend to care otherwise.”
“I do care. I am your…” I cut off before I said king. “I do care.”
“No. You don’t.”
Hofter returned before I could press the issue. I paid close attention to the instructions on both the salve and the morning sickness medication. Watching him rub the stuff on her knee made my wolf howl with fury inside, but I just clenched my fists and stood still. He was a healer. She was hurt.
And she wasn’t mine.
Afterward, Nyx looked relieved, making the guilt wedge even further inside me. How long would it have taken her to admit something was wrong? When her knee gave out in the middle of a
