Francine's POV
Francine was covered in blood and in desperate need of a shower, but she knew her mates were waiting for answers. They sat on the bed on either side of her, not saying much, but their restlessness was palpable. Their impatience was growing by the second, and Francine was trying to figure out the best way to answer their questions without inciting their anger or causing them to lose their composure altogether.
The truth was complicated and difficult to articulate, probably even harder to comprehend without concrete evidence. But silence wasn't helping the situation, and it was time to come clean. Deep down, Francine knew there was no more room for secrets between the three of them.
She had already acted on her own plans behind their backs, and she knew that if the roles we
