Everyone in the room broke out laughing. Angeline looked at Alec. “I need to pee, and then I’m all yours.” Alec nodded.
“Take your time. We’ve got all day.” Alec went to leave when Bridgette held her finger up.
“Alec, listen. Horses used to be her favorite thing in the world. It was men on horses that came to her pack and attacked it. It was that day that she lost her mother and her entire pack, including her father, turned on her. Her brother was barely able to walk, but he grew up with hate and now can’t stand her either. She has a story to tell you. Here’s the deal: she blames herself for her mother’s death. I don’t think she did it. I think she was set up for it. She was just a few days shy of her 18th birthday. The amount of love that she carries is nowhere near the guilt she has. I
