Guin remembered the forlorn look on Jerome's face when she told him that the memory of their meeting ten years ago had returned. She also recalled his unusual expression every time she spoke about her childhood or her parents.
At the time, she didn't understand, but she remembered that Jerome seemed tormented when Guin hugged her parents' bodies. The man must be suffering and blaming himself!
"Kill him, and you will get what you want." Once again, the devil-like whisper filled her head.
What did she want? It was obviously revenge. She had been searching for the perpetrator behind the massacre of her clan for ten years. Now that she knew who it was, her desire for revenge was overcome by something else: her longing—her yearning and her urge to run into her mate's arms. She wanted to tell him that her parents' deaths were not his fault. The only person at fault was the one who had kidnapped and tricked Jerome into participating in the tragedy. That person was the true mastermind.
