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?"

stares at me then. It's patient, a challenge, I think, to figure it out

does he want from

Hudson isn't playing

says, "when big families get together like this, sometimes other gangs, or other packs, see it as an...opportunity. Two birds with one

Aden says, picking up the thread, "because Remington

an opportunity. To pressure us into deals

even want to ask

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

I say, hesitating,

freezes then, looking

bursts out

that funny?" I want

little swat on my jodhpur-clad butt. "Go get ready!

and I stare after him as

he..." I

continues, his voice

to look him, my eyes as wide as

***

is putting the finishing touches on

last piece into place, finishing it off with some hairspray. My entire scalp hurts, each strand

It's so elaborately curled and swept up delicately

I could

the mirror. She laughs, then, giving me a kiss on the cheek and then wiping her lipstick off my

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