Allison's pov
I was woken up by somebody shaking me roughly.
Allison wake up! the voice yelled.
Groaning slightly, I sat up and stretched my sore muscles. Sleeping on a hard metal chair over night is a bad idea. My eyes were puffy due to the crying and dry tears tainted my face.
I probably look like shit now...
Allison, come on please! that person said again from next to me
Turning to my right, I see Victoria standing there looking like she hadn't slept in days. Her attire was messy and her hair looked like a birds nest. Big black rimmed glasses are perched on her nose, in front of her eyes that have dark circles under. She looked nothing like the Queen of Witches at that moment.
What happened? I asked her sleepily.
Taking a look at Scarlett still form, she took a seat on a sofa across from the bed.
Where is Jaxon? I frowned. He is Scarlett's mate and yet he didn't come visit her.