Chapter 117

Mason POV

Alyssa gazes at me, her eyes wide and trusting. The sight hits me hard, a wave of protectiveness washing over me. If today had gone differently, she wouldn’t be here right now. She’d be dead. Beaten to death by her husband. I was so upset I couldn’t even speak to her when King and Niko told me she was going to leave with Isaac. Then, after Gray got arrested, she ran off without telling any of us.

I know King’s chastising himself, thinking that if he had been more in control of his own emotions, if Niko and he had been out to stop her, they could’ve prevented this. But the truth is, there was no way in hell any of us would’ve kept our cool around that asshole without getting arrested ourselves.

Even Gray couldn’t keep it together. But it’s not like I can say I’m not glad he defended Alyssa—for fucking once since she’s been back. It was a long time coming.

In King’s office, we discussed how we should punish her. King was adamant that he wanted