Chapter 39

Tyler. The fact that I knew what Arya had been trying to do did not mean it was any easier to stand there and take it. As much as her words hurt, I knew she was only trying to protect me and my pack. But I’d rather die than watch her walk away from me. I would not let Ethan have her, even if it was the last thing I did. I paced around my room like an angry bull, working to blow off steam. The thought of Arya with another man made my boil blood and caused me to see red. She was mine. Mine. Nobody else’s. And Arya knew that and it was why she’d gone for where it hurt the most. Her. No matter how hard I thought about it, I just couldn’t understand why Lauren was so stuck on me. I’d never promise her marriage and I’d been explicitly clear with her father, Felix, that marriage to his daughter was not something I was interested in. At this point, her obsession with me was becoming unhinged and downright annoying. As much as I wanted to fight it, Arya was right. I was responsible for thi