Chapter 81

Chapter 81

Brooklyn

I study the invitation in my hand.

"A...beach party?" I say, cocking my head to the side.

"It's about an hour away," Aden tells me. "Friends and family only, apparently. Some kind of ritual, a gathering for those close to Remington."

I look up at Aden my eyebrow raised. "Did you...read my mail?"

He stares at me impassively, not needing to confirm.

I study the envelope, wondering how the hell he re-sealed it, and then why he bothered to reseal it...

"Brooklyn," Aden says sharply, and I look up to see that he's frustrated with me. As usual. "Are you going to go?"

I look back at the invitation and see, in particular, that it's made out to me.

No mention of Aden or Hudson. Apparently, it's a private party.

"Am I...allowed to go?" I ask, looking back up at him.

Aden shrugs.

"I'll send you with my guards. There's no real reason to refuse. You said you wanted freedom."

Aden says the final words ruefully, but my lips crook into a smile, recognizing my language from this morning.

He was listening. He's trying.

"Okay," I say, moving towards Aden and then past him, walking down the hallway to where a man is waiting by the front door.

"Are you the messenger my father sent?" I ask.

The messenger just bows a little, which I assume is a confirmation."

I smile. "Please tell him that I'm happy to accept."

The messenger nods, reaching for the handle of the door so he can go deliver the reply.

"Oh," I stop him. "Would you tell my father that we might be late? I apologize it will take us some time to get ready."

The messenger hesitates, and then ventures a word. "We?"

"My fiancé will accompany me to the

the stairs, I see Aden out of the corner of

Apparently, he approves.

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you agreed to this for me," he murmurs. "I hate

come on." I nudge him with my elbow. "You don't even know what this is about. And it's

out the wrinkles in my blue-and-white striped skirt, which

should say, which Aden has paired with a

magically appeared in my room after my

no plausible deniability anymore. We both know he

he has

looking at me from the

say, and feel Lena preen

ready to go.

liked that,

sending us with two guards each to keep

us.

to their hips. "Is there any reason to think it will be like last time?"

looked down at

he had said. "Whoever was responsible

frowned, but Aden had put a hand on my shoulder,

safe," he had said, glaring at our guards. "My guys will make

their confirmation

heading away from the stables and towards the

a lobster. Most wolves stick to the woods and the mountains, where they can lurk and hide and make their dens. But not me. There's just something about the beach that

also,

pull up to the indicated spot, and Hudson puts a hand on my arm when

seat and the car behind us, sweeping the area

and I climb out and I look around, studying

had expected, really, to be taken to a beach house.

away from any buildings. The shores are

just us and the sea, and it's really

recognize as family members whom I had met at the

but some humans,

man in particular catches

young-perhaps my age, or just a little older

bleach-blonde hair, but what is eye-catching about him is that he's covered in tattoos-almost

black and

attire, and I can tell-even from a distance

considered and finely done.

he

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