_Alyssa's POV_
The next day, I woke up early, hoping to get a head start on tracking Angela. I had barely slept, my mind racing all night with thoughts of Damon and Angela. I needed answers, and today I was going to get them. I threw on some clothes and headed downstairs for breakfast.
To my relief, Logan wasn’t there. My mother explained that he had an early pack meeting and wouldn’t be joining us. I was grateful. I couldn’t deal with him right now, not when my mind was consumed with doubts and suspicions.
But my relief didn’t last long. As soon as we sat down to eat, my mother started gossiping, going on and on about Logan.
“Isn’t he just wonderful?” she said, beaming as she spread butter on her toast. “He is going to make such a good husband for you, Alyssa. You’re so lucky to ha
