CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

JACKLYN

I was so close to having it all.

The fire was a good plan. Brilliant, even. And it worked, too. At least, initially.

But then that jerk James had to go and launch an investigation. And those busybodies had to tell him they saw me, and now everything is ruined.

The camp is falling apart. They're saying that I set the fire, and that I was going to kill everyone. Nobody will believe me. Nobody ever does.

I'm the villain now, and Victoria is the hero. She's had her punishment and now everybody loves her. I'll never get the chance to be the good guy again.

But maybe that's not such a bad thing. Maybe I should just embrace it. I don't need to be the good guy here. I just need Max.

I need to find a way to get him back. I know he thinks he loves Victoria, but he doesn't. Not really. He can't. Because he's my true mate. Mine.

And I'll do whatever it takes to get him back.

I could kill her. That's one option. It would be easy, too.

She's so weak from everything she's been t