Madeline’s POV
I put down the pen gently next to the handwritten letter and closed my eyes. I don’t know why I felt this way, because everything I had written was the truth. I wasn’t exaggerating or even trying to hurt her feelings, but I knew it would.
Opening my eyes, I scanned my writing again, my knee tapped uncontrollably against the table. I was doing the best thing for everyone, right? Then why did it feel so... wrong?
‘Because he is not your mate. He is hers!’ Nina barked in my head.
I leaned back on the chair and gripped my hair in frustration.
‘Mate or not, I can’t let him die! We have come too far for all of this to just blow up in our faces because of one girl,’ I tried to reason with her, even though a part of me knew she was right.
I couldn’t lie and say that the last
