Bellamy:
I uncomfortably shifted in my seat when hearing my man tell me what was going on around us in the other packs. We had finally decided to help our pack grow and send out informants and spies. One of them had the job of keeping an eye on Genevieve. Not for any malicious purposes, but because I was worried for her.
"She is gone," the man said, making me clench my fists.
"What do you mean?" I asked, holding in my anger and trying to look around at the swaying trees to feel better. But I wouldn't be able to feel better. Not until I heard she was okay.
Yes! I did reject her and let her go, but that didn’t mean I loved her any less. I was just guilty of so much, and then—I don’t know why I couldn’t keep my mind on track whenever it came to her.
I would start feeling dizzy whenever
