ROSE'S POV
The sun hadn’t even risen completely, and I already felt like it was going to be one of those days. The weight in my chest hadn't lifted since last night, and the exhaustion clung to me like a second skin.
Alpha Kyle’s punishment still echoed in my bones. My body ached from the cold, hard floor of the dungeon. But none of that compared to the emotional pain he put me through—feeling him with her. Every touch, every moment he shared with Lucy came through the mate bond, tearing into me like broken glass.
I had tossed and turned all night, desperately trying to block out the bond, but it was useless. The pain kept coming in waves, each more unbearable than the last. He didn’t even give me a chance to explain why I was wearing Brandon’s shirt. He just assumed the worst, and bef
