Chapter 157

TESSA MERCER.

My love?

The first thing I did was look behind me to see if he was addressing someone else. He wasn't. Trent's gaze was fixed on me as he absorbed my appearance, retaining a sheepish smile.

Would it be too much to scratch him as hard as I could with my claws? His audacity was alarming— how!?

How could he stand before me after the biggest betrayal of my life? How could he act like not