Azalea
I shook out my soft waves as I pulled them back into a low ponytail. My black dress hung loose at my shoulders because I couldn’t quite reach the zipper. I looked in the mirror with a sad expression. I was not looking forward to this. I never liked Gwen and her actions after Liam and I finally accepted each other did nothing to change that. I may have forgiven her and allowed her the opportunity to live, but that did not mean that I wanted to be going today. But I wasn’t going for me; I was going for Damien, Lily, and Liam. Damien was the most upset, mainly expressing his grief through anger right now. Lily was upset for her mate and his family. I never got the impression that she did much more than tolerate Gwen as Damien’s mates. Then Liam. I couldn’t quite figure out exactly how
