46. Isaac's Side of the Story

[Isaac]

I never thought anything apart from being cursed as a beast would hurt me. I was wrong. I was wrong because being rejected by your blood hurts a thousand times more. Not only am I now an unwelcome guest in my mate’s house, but an unwanted person as well.

“Where is your bond mark, Alpha Isaac?” When Kathryn repeats the question, it breaks my stupor.

“I…” How do I tell her about my struggles in these past five years?

I see her eyes flash with hurt. She glares at me frostily, barely containing her displeasure and anger. I would have teased or retorted in any other situation, but this time I can’t afford that.

“It has faded,” I answer truthfully. There’s a painful pause, a suffocating silence which follows.

She takes a shuddering breath, hands calmly placed on her lap. Her gaze lowers for a moment before she gazes back at me. “Why?”

“I defeated Ruth,” I reply. She raises an eyebrow.

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“When I said that I will set it right. I meant it,