Bella's POV
“I hope you like your room,” Charity asked as I got settled in the room where I would be staying for the next few days.
“Yes, it's nice. Thank you,” I smiled gratefully at her, and she nodded before taking the space beside me on the bed.
A moment of silence hung in the air before she decided to speak. “I'm sorry for not being a good friend to you. It's just that I was angry that you refused to listen to me when I pleaded with you to give the Alphas some time,” she sighed and took a deep breath. “But I understand you. I understand you were consumed by pain and hate,” she said, and then fell silent.
“Thank you for understanding,” I said sincerely. In moments like this, I was grateful to still have her because for a moment, I felt alone.
“When does your heat normally start?”
