Chapter 96 My Fault

• [Diego’s POV]
• I head out of the bathroom while anger slowly begins to bubble up in me. That scar. That fucking scar marring Rosalie’s porcelain skin was definitely not there five years ago. So how the fuck did she get it?
• As this single question races around in my mind, I feel something beginning to awaken in me—something dark and dangerous. I was certain that it was my lycan trying to show that he too was furious over the woman we loved being injured, but what I was feeling terrified me.