CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
KARA
I needed proof—hard, irrefutable proof. That was the only way anyone would believe me. My disappointment and anger toward Selina felt like a crushing weight. She was the reason Roxanne remained sick, yet I was the one locked up because of Selina's crime.
Why had Selina been poisoning Roxanne? I still couldn't wrap my head around it, but I was determined to find out. If I approached the Alpha without evidence, I could be branded a rogue and face severe consequences.
I poured the poisoned tea down the drain and prepared a fresh cup myself, which I took to Chantel.
“You're a bit late,” she said, a slight frown creasing her forehead.
I sighed, “I had to make another cup. I mistakenly poured the first. I'm sorry.”
She nodded at me and took the saucer and teacup
