IRIS'S POV
S.O.S
“Have some red wine,” Helen offered, handing me a glass and pulling me from my spiralling thoughts.
Despite her attempt to distract me, I couldn’t shake what Ciara had said. Doubts about Gavin swirled in my mind, was it possible he truly didn’t have the power to shift into his wolf form?
I took a sip, the rich flavor lingering on my tongue as I stared out at the moonlight with Helen beside me. “I don’t know what came over me, letting that b***h get in my head,” I admitted, frustrated with myself.
“It’s not your fault,” Helen said gently, her fingers tracing the rim of her glass. “You were curious to hear what she had to say. So was I.”
“What she said shouldn't bother you, unless you believe her.” Helen said, her eyes not leaving me until I gave her her reply.
I hesi
