CHAPTER 115 - THE BLAME GAME

Selena's POV.

Once again I woke up to an empty bed.

But not an empty room, because I felt the tingles in my stomach and I'd opened my eyes to see Zander standing on the other end of the room, staring out the window with an expressionless face.

I blink tiredly at him, suddenly filled with an urge to reach for him and have him hold me. At this same time I was too scared to move, too embarrassed to call him to me when earlier today I'd shooed him away lost somewhere in memories of Tristan ripping my clothes away before the greedy eyes of his pack's males, disgracing me completely. So instead of reaching out to him I stay as still as possible and watching as he watches the view outside my window.

There really was nothing to see, the sun had gone down a couple hours ago judging by how dark the night sky was, meaning most of the pack was cast into darkness, the border was lit up by the watchlights stationed around there and on this side of the world we weren't exactly blessed with a glit