Alexis
"I swear I’m fine," I told Gianna, trying to calm her down. "Slow down before we crash."
She didn’t ease up. Her knuckles gripped the steering wheel so tightly that they turned white. I felt sorry for her.
Why would anyone be cursed to have Byron as their mate? He was the most violent man I had ever known. Unfortunately, we don’t get to choose our mates. And I had never been more thankful that Byron wasn’t mine. Still, just because someone was your mate didn’t mean you had to endure their cruelty.
I kept sneaking glances at Gianna. She looked like she was wrestling with some deep anger that simmers just beneath the surface. I didn’t know what to say anymore, so I stared out the window.
“Do you have your phone?” I asked after a moment. “I need to call someone.”
Without a wor
