KIARA
"W-what? It's not possible," I said, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach. Melissa shook her head, her short blonde hair disheveled by her rapid movement.
"I'm telling the truth, I swear. No one else knows. I saw him do it," she insisted.
I stared at her, torn. There was no way Denzel could have murdered his own mate. He was gentle and kind.
"He's not who you think he is. He has succeeded in fooling everyone else. Not me though."
"Why are you telling me this?" I croaked.
"You deserve to know the truth before it's too late. You must keep this from Denzel. If he finds out that you know about this, he's going to get rid of the both of us."
"What?" I gasped, struggling to wrap my head around what she'd just said.
"If you wish to know more, you can call for me. I'll tell you
