Chapter Sixteen

“There are wounds that never show on the body that is deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds”—Laurell K Hamilton, Mistrial’s Kiss

Chaos’s P.O.V

I lay in bed conscious to everything around me yet not so conscious. I was in a half comatose state and I could feel myself changing.

Even I, am afraid of what the end result might be. It was a battle of wills that I lost the moment I found out that my mate was cheating on me.

The right thing to have done was to have left but am not that kind of person. I couldn’t leave when I was responsible for the welfare of the people that were now my pack members.

Our future was uncertain but I know for a fact that it was going to be filled with so much pain, hatred, rage and a whole lot of negative emotions.

I felt the moment my mate touched me and discovered how cold I was. What he didn’t know was the fact that I was just as cold inside.