Madison's POV
The last time we met, I had run away because I was confused. It was absurd to me. I never thought I would find my mate, ever. I was in love with Torres no matter how many times we fought and nothing was going to change that. I didn't glance back. My gaze remained fixated on the plate in front of me.
"Where are you coming from?" Lexi's dad asked. I couldn't see his face but he didn't sound happy.
"Like you would care," he replied in a gruff voice; deep and low. My wolf purred happily. The sudden slamming of the door startled me.
"Enjoy your meal, girls. I will be right back," he said to us. The chair screeched against the floor as he stood up. I focused on the meal without uttering a word.
"I will ask again. Where have you been?" Lexi's dad's voice echoed through the room
