Chapter 13

• My voice shuddered with a combination of torment and hatred. "You traipsed through life, Jason, while I brought up our kid alone. I was caught previously, spooky by recollections of what we once had, while you continued on with Miranda. Enjoying the good life, cool as a cucumber."
• Jason's eyes limited, his voice touched with outrage. "That is false, Gwen! Miranda isn't my mate. She's my late mate's sister, a sign of what I lost. A presence in my life to assist me with recuperating as per my dad. Miranda is a substitution."
• Disarray blended with my waiting hurt. "Be that as it may, I thought she was your mate's sister. I thought you had continued on from me with her."