Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Brooklyn

I'm speechless as I stare at the dark space where Jayde stood just a minute ago.

Then I blink, wondering if maybe I dreamt it all-it happened so fast.

But when I look down into my hand, the note is still there.

Shit. Shit. What the hell am I going to do with this?

It's a bomb, really. I know that. If Aden finds me with this note, I am done for, relationship with Hudson or not.

But to whom, really, do I owe my allegiance?

Should I give this note to Lennox, my father, who I know loves me?

Should I give it to Aden, out of allegiance to Hudson?

Or to Aden himself, out of allegiance to him? After all, he protected me last night-kept me alive.

But what, really, happened last night? Was it just coincidence that my father and his family weren't in the room when the attack happened?

Aden said it was a kidnapping attempt, maybe for me, but was it?

Was I ever really in danger? Did my father perhaps arrange it as a way to get me away from Aden, to get him out from his clutches?

I groan, leaning back against the pillows, feeling far too inadequate to answer these kinds of questions. The fact is, I have absolutely no idea what is happening, and here is this stupid note, this test of my loyalty.

to, whether or not I flush

out that I

I'm screwed either way.

peel open the note, hoping that its contents give me any hint

two lines of cryptic

sleeps, warm

its door

written in Jayde's hand. What the hell is

doesn't even make any sense-nests don't have

my teeth and fold it up, trying to decide what to

eyes fall on my desk, and I make a

allows

over to the desk, grabbing some scotch tape out of the top drawer and crawling underneath to tape the note to the back of the slim

I can decide later what it is that I want to do. Right now, my wolf isn't steering me one way or the other, and I need her intuition for

into bed and lay my head back on my pillow, wondering and worried. Damnit, things have so grown

going to happen when Aden

stare at the ceiling, knowing that I won't get a lick of sleep.

the next morning

plates onto the table next to our cups

and I dig in silently, both intuiting

his dad and shrugging

very best

hope he

and we continue eating

ask Hudson his plans for the day when

mouth and we both watch

"There's a...visitor

glances over at me. "He came without warning. Do

he wipes

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