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.

it to, whether

dad or Aden ever finds out that I had this piece of evidence

I'm screwed either way.

the note, hoping that its contents give me any hint about what I should

it's just two lines of cryptic

wren sleeps, warm in its

at its

I wrinkle my nose at the verse, written in Jayde's hand.

any sense-nests don't

it up, trying to decide what to

desk,

that allows me to defer

and 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

off. Now that it's safely hidden, 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

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

happen when Aden

my lips and stare at the ceiling, knowing that I won't get a lick of sleep. I'll be too busy staying up all night worried about

next morning

and sausage, sliding the plates onto the table next to our cups of coffee

both intuiting

returned to the galley, Hudson looks at me curiously nodding to his dad and shrugging in question, asking me with

shrug back, doing my very best

I hope he believes

we continue eating

ask Hudson his plans for the day when a guard comes into the room, rushing towards

I shut my mouth and we both watch the

says. "There's

over at me. "He came without warning. Do

glare my way, too-what the hell did I do?-as he wipes his hands and takes off his apron, following the guard out

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