Nolan's POV
"She hates me, doesn't she?" I sighed as I joined Simon by the clifftop. He gave me a sympathetic smile. "No, of course, she doesn't hate you, Alpha. My sister is just scared. Give her time." he told me, and I nodded. He was right. I hoped she would come round soon and we could try to sort things out. I loved Evelyn and didn't know how much more I could take of being away from her when I knew she was so close. The air still reeked of her scent, and I enhanced it, savouring it. I felt Tristan become restless.
"Evelyn worries about our mother; I'm sure she will talk to you soon." Simon suddenly stood up and looked down at me with his hands in his pockets.