Taeryn being a high-functioning psychopath suddenly made a whole lot of sense.
Rihan didn't even know how to react to that.
Tae was trained to kill since he was eight? By an organisation run by his own parents?
He stared at Taeryn in stunned silence while the Alpha just kept chewing, eating calmly like none of this was even remotely strange. Like the world and its horrors rolled right off him.
It explained everything. The lack of fear, the warped attachment, the single-minded fixation.
People like Taeryn didn't love. They obsessed. They didn't feel guilt or remorse. They felt nothing except whatever this bright, restless energy was whenever Taeryn looked at him.
And that was the problem.
Entertaining a killer who was also a psychopath who was also obsessed with him…
That wasn't romantic.
This was fucking reality.
"Are you planning to kick me out?" Taeryn asked suddenly, snapping him from his spiraling thoughts.
"Yeah."
