Meadow’s POV:

I hated this. Hated feeling unsure about something. And of course, I could’ve told Alaric about this, but he was going to assure me.

And I trusted him, but I didn’t want to be assured.

Not by him, anyway.

My gaze shifted to my phone on the table, and I thought of a million reasons why I shouldn't do what I was about to do.

But no matter what I thought of, the solution remained the same.

Shoving out one final, anxious breath, I picked up the phone and scrolled through my ...