His voice was so hoarse it barely sounded human, blood still seeping from his chest, but he stubbornly walked toward her.
"Luna, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have forced you to feed the babies, shouldn't have gotten angry when I saw you were afraid…"
He slowly took her wrist and brought it to his lips, kissing her there. Silver eyes shimmered with tears: "When you kicked the pups away, I was shocked, even furious, but more than that, I thought you were disgusted by them, disgusted by the pups we had together…"
His Adam's apple bobbed as he continued in a raspy voice: "For a moment, I couldn't help but wonder if you hated me too. Otherwise, why would you treat them like that?"
Luna's fingertips trembled as Corbin Crowley's warm lips touched her inner wrist, his tears landing hot and painful on her skin.
"No…"
Her voice choked, "I never once disliked the babies, I just…"
She wanted to explain, but the words caught in her throat—she didn't know how to go on.
