Morningside Cuesta ii. nine lives

It was all Khoe could do to not stand and leave the den right then and there. Gods know if she had left when she had the chance, she might not have turned back until she was too far away for it to matter. She took a deep breath and swallowed the outburst at her lips.
You’re lying to me, she whimpered, her voice cracking halfway through. It was said so matter-of-factly that even she was surprised. Khoe had always been taught to hold her tongue, and yet it was something that she’d never been able to do.

I-I know you’re lying. Now her voice was soft and low, so much so that one would’ve had to have strained to have heard it. She sucked in a deep breath and turned away, staring out of the entrance for a moment before refocusing. I heard you call out to her, in your sleep. Khoe refused to be second-class to a wolfess that’d left her mate. She refused to feel below a woman with her own dreams because of what Grayday thought he wanted.

This was his chance to fix what had been destroyed, but everyone knows you can’t fix a castle with glue sticks.