chapter 42

Everly “You look worried,” Kalen states. He leans forward before standing up, then motions toward my chair. I walk over to it before taking my seat. Kalen takes the seat on the other side of my desk. “No. I kind of expected it. You here to what? Threaten me about telling Valen about Valarie?” I ask while pulling my phone from my pocket and sitting it on the desk. “You think that little of me?” “Well, you did let your mate die, so what else should I think?” “I never intended for that to happen. I loved Val, she… I was coming to claim her, and she always hid how bad it was.” “Bullshit,” I say, hating him more and more by the minute. “You think I wouldn't take it back if I could?” I don’t care to hear his excuses, and I know Tatum must be lurking around, so if needed, I only have to call out to him. “What do you want?” I ask him. “Let Valen mark you.” I fold my arms across my chest and sit back, I didn't expect that. “No.” “Don't be stupid, Everly. Do you want to turn out like Valarie?” “