ALLISON'S POV
I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the mess in front of me. The shattered plate on the floor, the wasted food scattered around—it was all my doing. The guilt sat heavy in my chest and I couldn't shake it off no matter how much I tried to rationalize it. I shouldn’t have done it. I shouldn’t have thrown the food Allison prepared for me.
But I was angry, and the anger was a feeling I couldn’t control. I was angry at her Every time I thought about Wendy—about what she did, how she deceived us, something inside me broke a little more. And Allison, she’d been right in the middle of it all, protecting Wendy, keeping secrets, all while suffering in silence.
I could feel her pain now. Through the mate bond, her emotions came through. I could feel her hurt, confusion, and a fl
