MORNING CAME FASTER THAN EXPECTED. Bright sunlight streamed through the window, falling upon closed eyelids and awakening her from her deep slumber. She turned over, away from the sun's invasive rays, feeling the pinch of nervousness as the event of yesterday came rushing back to her.
The bloodshed she saw near the house made her uneasy, and her mind was focused on was who did it? And every time she came to conclusion that her own mate might've been involved somehow, now whatever that reason is it didn't matter but what did matter was the fact that Grayson allegedly killed them, at least that's what she thought, what she could sum up.
