Rachel! You have some explaining to do.

I sat in the room, trying to regain my composure. My boyfriend is a shifter, something I thought only existed in fairytales, and he marked me as his mate. I wasn’t sure how I felt. I love Owen, but he kept this from me. It feels like a betrayal. He didn’t trust me enough to be honest; then, he marked me without talking to me about it. I would have said yes, the way he makes me feel is hard to describe. It would be stupid to throw that away. But now, I am not sure. He was the one that preached and preached about the trust, how we needed to be honest with each other.

He didn’t technically lie. But he did keep significant information from me because he feared my reaction and that is just as bad. Not only that, my best friend and her family that I thought of as my own did the same. Was it something I did that caused them not to trust me? Would Owen ever have told me if I hadn’t walk outside? Would we be in the cabin now,