Page 97 of Pack Kasen: Part 2

“I’m trying to convince you that I can make you happy,” I say.

“By?”

“I bought you a new bed to show you that there won’t ever be anyone but you."

She shakes her head. “That’s not enough.”

“But it can be.”

“No.” She pushes me back a step. “It isn’t. I need to hear you admit what you did to me.”

“The pack needs me to be right. Their survival depends on it.”

“You are not God,” she snaps. “No one is ever right all the time.No one.”

I shake my head. “You don’t understand.”

“Yes, I do,” she says. “You’re allergic to admitting you’re wrong.”

“No, I’m not,” I growl.

“Then prove me wrong. Say it.”

“I…”

She stares up at me as my voice trails off.

And I can’t do it. Can’t bring myself to say those words out loud.

She shakes her head. “How can I believe you will never do that to me again if you can’t even say it?”

“But I can?—”

“It’s not good enough!” she yells.

For one second, there is complete silence from the other side of the door.

“Kat…”

A smile curves her lips, though it holds no trace of amusement. "Is being right more important than anything? More important than me?”

I don’t respond.

She doesn’t understand what it means to be Alpha. Doesn’t know what my pack needs me to be. But I do.

“You nearly killed me,” she whispers as she looks me in the eye. “And every time you refuse to apologize for doing something unforgivable is another reminder that you don’t deserve my forgiveness.”

I step toward her.

Her hand slashes up. Keeping me back. “You can’t flirt your way out of this. You can’t kiss me into forgetting, Aren. I’m going home. My place is not here with you. It never was.”

And she walks away.

“Mates cannot be apart for long,” I call after her.

“Then I die. Or you die. I don’t care.” Her voice is cold.

I stand in the open doorway and I watch her go, my pack moving aside as she walks out.

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