Forgive you?

CAELLUM’S POV

Listening to Naledi thrash throughout the night was a nightmare.

Nursing her back to sleep after forcing her door open was a miracle.

I didn’t sleep a wink through the night. How could I? My mate was losing her mind and there was very little I could do about it.

Although I drew comfort from the fact that I could calm her down, I couldn’t shake off the anger that stemmed from the fact she had to go through such horrors.

Throughout the night, she woke up at intervals, screaming, crying and downright trying to kill herself. Muttering something along the lines of being at fault, and needing to die.

To worsen things, I received a message that Luka was in the fucking headquarters and demanding my presence. It was almost laughable the guts he had to show up after murdering my men.