ALLISON.

The kiss was fierce, desperate and consuming. I felt my knees weaken, but the anger still burned hot. I shoved him back and slapped him across the face.

His face twisted in shock. He touched his cheek as he slowly turned to me, eyes blazing in anger. But the anger in his eyes quickly faltered when he noticed the tears trickling down my face.

“Allison—"

“Don’t you dare kiss me with the lips you used to kiss your mate,” I said, my voice shaking with tears. “I’m ...