CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

“You know this is what you want,” Catherine says, as she comes over and kisses me.

Kissing her feels nothing like kissing Kierra, which is part of the reason I allow Catherine to kiss me.

My heart is shattered, bleeding. Kierra is gone and she’s made it clear so many times that she doesn’t want to be with me.

It’s awful because I want to be with her more than I’ve ever wanted to be with anyone else. I love her. She’s my mate.

She can’t see it though. She’s never going to see it. She wants me to be away from her.

So, I try to distract myself with Catherine. I’m trying to respect Kierra’s wishes in that way. I’m trying to be a good mate.

It’s hard though. When doing what Kierra wants means being with someone else, it’s the most difficult thing I’ve done.

“I want Kierra,” I admit.

Catherine’s body goes ridged and I hate how I keep hurting her.

“I’m sorry,” I say. “But it’s true. I want you to know it’s true before we go through with this. So you can decide if you don’t want to go