Alpha Kristen's POV.
The floor had never felt more comfortable before. I felt like closing my eyes and sleeping but in this state, there was no guarantee I'd wake up soon. I had to know how Iris was doing first.
"You're happy, right?" I muttered to myself, directing the question at Greyson.
He was silent and I could feel his remorse. Asking him that question was a d**k move but I was also angry myself. I took deep breaths to calm myself. He had already said he was sorry.
I could still smell Iris' blood in the air and it felt as though I was running mad. I tried to stand up but I couldn't so I just lay on the ground with my eyes open.
The door burst open and I was glad Bruce had returned. I raised my head to look at him as he rounded the table. But it wasn't Bruce who stood there with
