Chapter 191

Celena's POV   Fuck. This felt awful. Standing before Jacob, staring at his pale face, those blue eyes brimming with pain and guilt that threatened to spill over. That damned Wolf inside me, that part I couldn't shake off, was excitedly wagging its tail, making a low whining sound, and desperately trying to rub against it.  It didn't care about Brett's death or my sadness. It only recognized that so-called "destined mate", the murderer who killed Brett. Get closer to him, it whispered in my mind, with a primal, blind hunger. He is ours. Forgive him. Forgive him? Never. I fought the urge with every ounce of strength, digging my nails deep into my palms until crescent-shaped gashes drew fresh blood. My reason, my rage, my grief screamed in protest. He was unforgivable. Never forgiven. I spun away, fleeing that suffocating atmosphere. I needed clarity, needed distance from the man who tore my soul apart. Unconsciously,