Ragal's POV

I made her cry.

For the first time in a long while, I was uncomfortable hearing someone weep. I had always told myself people cried to manipulate my judgment — and time and time again, I had been proven right.

Except… she was my mate. I was supposed to protect her, not add to her pain. And if Raphael had truly been her mate, that explained everything. I didn't want to hear another word. I just wanted to pull her into my arms.

Those voices in my head had pushed me to ...