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?"

me then. It's patient, a challenge, I think,

he

isn't playing

families get together like this, sometimes other gangs, or other packs, see it as

picking up the thread, "because Remington has greater numbers than

pressure us into deals we're not happy making. Or

ask

the invitations to all of his people, all of mine. If I keep you

I say, hesitating, "I could just

then, looking at

bursts

that

chance in hell, Brooklyn," he says, walking by me and giving me a little swat on my jodhpur-clad butt. "Go get ready!

stare after

I

Hudson continues, his

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

***

putting the finishing touches

hairspray. My entire scalp hurts, each strand of hair having been combed and

elaborately curled and swept up delicately off my

look like I could be getting

she says, leaning down so that I can see both of our faces in the mirror. She laughs, then, giving me a kiss on the cheek and then wiping her lipstick off my skin

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