Chapter 52

Chapter 52

Brooklyn

Blood drains from my face.

"The entire pack?" I whisper.

If meeting Louisa and the kids went poorly, how would this go over?

"And in exchange," Aden continues, "he's invited all of our crew as well. It was different, when I had Remington come here there was just a small guest list, not so many people..."

I swallow. Why does all of this suddenly feel so threatening?

"But tonight," Aden says, not noticing the face I'm making, "he wants all of his people and all of my people

in a room together. And not on either of our turf-in an outside location."

I glance at the invitation again and see, indeed, that he's invited us all to meet at a local country club.

Aden continues to shake his head and Hudson joins him.

"I just don't like it," Aden says pensively.

"Catch me up," I say. "What exactly is the problem?"

patient, a challenge, I think, to figure it out

he want from

isn't playing

get together like this, sometimes other gangs, or other packs, see

the thread, "because Remington has greater numbers than

pressure us into deals we're not

to ask what more dangerous means.

his people, all of mine. If I keep you from it, it will look like I'm keeping

I say, hesitating, "I could

looking at me

he bursts

is that funny?" I want to

Brooklyn," he says, walking by me and giving me a little swat on my jodhpur-clad butt. "Go get ready! We're leaving at 4:30, sharp! I

and I stare after him

I

Hudson continues, his voice low and

turn to look him, my eyes as wide as saucers. "Did your dad just

***

putting the finishing

place, finishing it off with some hairspray. My entire

is a triumph, of course. It's so elaborately curled and swept up delicately off my shoulders

I could

I can see both of our faces in the mirror. She laughs,

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