Marissa
I stormed into the packhouse toward my room. Those idiots I called friends had absolutely ruined my dress. It was bad enough that the mate bond with Charles had suddenly vanished. I wasn’t telling them that, though. I didn’t understand why the bond was gone, but the moment it was, I knew it wasn’t real in the first place. I had tried to save face by pretending to lose interest in him. The girls would understand me rejecting a neglectful mate and seeking out the attentions of an Alpha like I deserved.
Footsteps down the hall pulled me from my thoughts. I squinted as I saw Valerie scurrying from my room. I wanted to call out to her and make her explain what she was doing, but I decided it would be easier to find answers by investigating on my own. Cautiously, I stepped
