Chapter Twelve

FLETCHER POV

I walk further into the forest, counting my steps until I am far enough away that I can loop back to Charity’s without Matt noticing. I really want to hate him, but I can’t and it’s the most frustrating thing.

If he was any other male, I would have killed him already for daring to touch her, but apparently that’s impossible now. It was so much easier to dislike him when I didn’t know who or what he is.

“Even if you didn’t know what he was,” Mars reminds me, like annoying little now. “The consequences would have been the same. We can’t change what he is. Hurting him only hurts our Fireball, and we could never do that. She’ll only burn brighter with both of us at her side.”

“I know,” I growl, arguing with the creature who lives within. “But it’d be so much easier without him around and way less complicated for all of us.”

“Who cares?” he snaps, the wolf growing tired of my complaints. “Be patient and let them get used to the idea of what our future will hold.”

“At least we