Dexmon: Serena. Baby. Please. Answer me. I'll tell you everything.
Silence.
Dexmon: A woman I have never met picked my lock, took my pants, and tried to bite my neck.
Dexmon: The necklace. She stole it. I didn't give it to her. I didn't even know it was your mother's.
He stopped mid-step, considered it, then kept moving.
Dexmon: I realize that sounds bad. I've seen you wear it every day. It never came up and I'm sorry for not asking you.
He turned a corner, following her scent like it was his only truth. Five seconds went by. Still nothing from her.
Dexmon: She was naked, wearing your necklace in my bed and touching me while I was asleep. I didn't know. I woke up hard because I thought it was you.
Aegon: NO. STOP.
He ignored his wolf and followed the scent of her tears down the corridor.
Dexmon: Because of the dream, I was hard. Not her. I was dreaming about us.
Aegon: STOP MINDLINKING. EVERY WORD YOU SAY IS A CRIME.
