“Bell…” Ashleigh called out to her gently.
Bell’s eyes moved down to the paper Ashleigh held. She swallowed, and her eyes fell to the floor.
“You read it….” Bell said quietly.
Ashleigh looked down at the letter. She folded it and set it down on the desk. Looking back to Bell.
“Yea,” she replied gently.
Bell nodded, squeezing herself tighter.
“So, this is all my fault then?” she asked, looking at Wyatt. “Whatever deal you struck with that bloodsucker is why you left Cain out in the cold? Why Caleb and the rest of Summer hate us? Why all those wolves without suitable armor or upgrades died?!”
She gasped as she lost control of her cries, and sobbed gently.
“No!” Wyatt shouted immediately. “No.”
He shook his head as he stood from his chair. He made his way past Ashleigh and over to Bell. Wyatt stood before her and carefully, gently placed his hands on her shoulders.
She let out another soft cry as he did.
