MEADOW’S POV.
“Dot!” I hurried after Dorothy as she walked calmly down the hallway toward her bedroom like she had not just ruined my entire life out there.
The moment we entered her room, I quickly shut the door behind us and turned toward her.
“What was that out there?” I whisper-yelled.
Dorothy barely reacted. She simply moved deeper into the room, adjusting bottles and dried herbs sitting across her wooden table like this was a completely normal evening.
“What are you talking about?” she asked calmly.
I stared at her in disbelief.
“You told Alpha Killian everything!”
Dorothy finally glanced at me over her shoulder.
“You asked me to speak to him about the mark, didn’t you?”
I shook my head. “That is not the point, and you know it!”
“I simply told him the truth,” she said.
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