Her eyes narrow as she studies me. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but… is there actually trouble in paradise? Between you and Edward?” She picks up her drink. “I barely know him and I’m new here so nobody has really given me the full breakdown but he seems like a big deal. I won’t go into the details of what I heard.” She sets the cup down. “So, is there any truth to how he recently marked you? Did you…”
“No.” I choke out, heat crawling up my neck. I lower my voice. “I didn’t drug him. How can you even ask me that? The rumor started because my stepsister thinks I’m trying to steal Colt from her so she just made it up.”
“Colt?” She recoils, her face scrunching like she smelled something bad. “The one I—”
“Yeah. That one.”
“It’s complicated,” I continue, “but Edward marked me willingly
