Chapter Sixteen: Regrets

Marise's Pov

I went round after round on the tracks, trying to justify what I had just done. Why do I feel so guilty? I didn't want to kill her.

But if I hadn't, I would be dead right now.

But was my life worth more than hers?

"Something's wrong with me," I said to myself, and I was pretty sure I was the only werewolf with a conscience.

"Nothing's wrong with us," said Rona, "We did what we needed to do to survive and defend our title."

I sighed, knowing she was right.

The darkness came, I felt a bit lighter, and my energy faded.

Ramons Pov

"Why can't I reach her?" I muttered, trying to reach Marise through the mental connection, but she wouldn't stop blocking me.

I started getting worked up. Marise won the fight, so how come she's ignoring me now?

I began to lose patience and asked for an explanation for this ludicrous disappearance and silent treatment.

Edira's Pov

"Where the hell is Marise?" Ramon angrily uttered when he stepped into my room while I was changing.

"What the fuck?