CHAPTER 29— Death.
BALLISTER’S POV
I paced around the tiny room that belonged to Edith continuously after the pack doctor left. I shouldn’t have acted out on my anger. I was f*****g blinded by rage when I saw them together, she wrapped into his chest as if she belonged to him. I wanted to rip his throat, Rio wanted to tear him apart but I had managed to keep the feelings down and not act on it. Rio was pissed though, he blamed me for the reason she was lying down on that bed.
I paused, my eyes slowly taking her weak and pale form on the bed. I didn’t believe that she was ill even when Carter had brought it to my attention and even when I did, did I just think that she would be hale and healthy within seven days after being down four days out of it?
The door creaked open revealing Cart
