Clementine:
When we found Haiden, he was frantically looking for his baby mama. I believed she had gone missing, or something might have happened to her, because the corner they had chosen to stay at was heavily infested with wild wolves. They were known to attack werewolves like their lives depended on it. I guessed they got the most energy from eating werewolves.
Watching Haiden care for someone so much was actually quite surprising to me. He had built a small nest for her, almost like a male bird taking care of his pregnant mate. And the little fences he had made all around the area made it seem like he had poured his heart and soul into it. I had no idea Haiden was capable of that. Even though I had never liked him, the small part of me that had felt the mate-bond with him felt slightly bad. I was kind of jealous. I couldn’t understand how someone could be so sweet to one woman and, at the same time, so bitter and full of hatred toward another, and not just any woman, but his own mate.
Then Ian told us that he had seen Sadie board the train.
I hadn’t seen her myself, but I thought I was probably looking in the wrong coach, and I might have skipped over her. So we were happy she was safe. But the real problem started when we were on the train and Haiden began asking Ian if he had really seen Sadie taking the train.
With his eyes staring blankly and no expression on his face, one arm bent with his index finger resting on his temple and his thumb under his chin, making a V with his fingers, Ian very casually responded once again, "We had to take you back home because the others made it clear they wouldn’t return if you weren’t boarding the train."
I noticed everyone staring at him. Just a few minutes ago, he had kind of confirmed that he never saw Sadie, but then he explained why he lied.
"Do you even realize what you’re saying, Ian? It better be a joke." Haiden’s voice was so loud, I felt goosebumps all over my skin.
The way Haiden lowered his head to glare at Ian through his thick eyebrows made it clear that his warning was serious. And I began to panic. I really didn’t want Ian to have lied about it. If he had told us she was left behind, I would have stayed with Haiden to find her. They could have left. Nobody was asking them to stay.
"Why would I lie now? I can only lie once. That’s the kind of rule I made," Ian said, weirdly calm, as if nothing mattered to him, as if it were some kind of joke.
That was when Haiden got up and lunged at Ian, grabbing him by the collar. He shook Ian for a minute, and Ian’s long hair started falling around his face and onto his forehead, even covering his eyes. I noticed the smirk that had been on Ian’s face began to fade. The finger that had rested against his temple now joined the others to form a fist.
"Hey, back off," Yorick said, trying to step between them. Troy was already moving in to stop them if things escalated.
"She was pregnant, you fucking moron! Now she’s out there on her own. I fucking promised her I would take care of her!" Haiden shouted, still shaking Ian.
But Ian didn’t do anything to defend himself. He just sat there, letting Haiden shake him violently.


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