The Line Crossed (Part 2)
Sebastian’s POV
“Sebastian, calm down,” Roman warned nervously, but he kept his distance, not risking intervention.
My gaze never left Aurora as I searched her expression for the truth
*I don’t understand. What’s going on, Sebastian?” Aurora asked, all hocent and pitiful.
“What’s going on?” I finally exploded, shouting at her pretend–innocent face. “Thea was rushed to the ER minutes after you walked out of that bathroom, that’s what’s fucking going on!”
Roman gasped softly, murmuring “What?” but I ignored him. My fury was directed solely at Aurora. Unless he decided to step in.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I only called the Kincaid Alpha and Luna because she collapsed in the bathroom.” She tried to stay composed, but I could hear the tremor in her voice.
“Is that so?
“Yes. She went down, and it didn’t feel right to leave her there, so I called her parents over. I was helping.”
Clever lies. I knew her much better than she thought. My wolf snorted at this, urging me to tear apart her facade.
“If that’s the case, then why does she have a wound on the back of her head?”
She tried to pull away from my grip on her chin, but I held firm. I was hurting her, but I didn’t give a fuck right now. Not after what
she’d done to my woman.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just found her lying there. She tried to defend herself, but her eyes betrayed her.
“And you just happened to be at the same restaurant?” I wanted the full picture.
Was this premeditated or spontaneous?
“I was having lunch with Callista,” she stammered. “We had no idea Thea and her parents would be eating there too.”
She was really bad at covering her tracks.
At the mention of Callista, knowing that bitch also hated Thea, a picture of what happened started forming in my mind.
“I’m giving you one last chance to tell me exactly what happened, or swear you won’t like what I do to you, I growled, feeling my patience reaching its limits.
“I swear, I don’t know.”
“Tell me the fucking truth, Aurora!” I shouted, my voice echoing through the entire room.
Roman tried to defend his sister, “Maybe she really doesn’t know.”
Shut up, Roman. I’m not talking to you.”
unscathed.
I didn’t want to hear her fucking excuses. Before anyone could stop me, I grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back. She let out a pained shriek, but it didn’t satisfy the beast inside me that craved vengeance and blood.
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