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?"

turning for the stairs. "My fiancé

see Aden out of

Apparently, he approves.

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in the car the whole way. "I can't believe you agreed to this for me," he murmurs. "I hate this kind

know what this is about. And it's at the beach! I

wrinkles in my blue-and-white striped skirt, which I've paired with a white

I should say, which Aden has paired

appeared in my room after my shower, complete with a wide- brimmed

Jayde is gone, Aden has no plausible deniability anymore. We both know he selects my clothes for

he has

looking at me from the

I say, and feel Lena preen

I had come downstairs ready to

had liked that,

left, seeing that Aden was sending us with two guards each to keep an eye

us.

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

had looked down at me

was responsible for that won't pull that move

frowned, but Aden had put a hand on my

fun. You'll be safe," he had said, glaring at our guards. "My

had nodded their confirmation and then we

stables and towards the beach. I can already smell the salt on

the beach. I always have, despite my lily-white skin and my tendency to burn as red as a lobster. Most wolves stick to the woods and the mountains, where they can

apparently, also,

the indicated spot, and Hudson puts a hand on my arm when I eagerly reach for the

pause, watching the guards climb out of the front seat and the car behind us,

I climb out and I look

really, to be taken to a beach house. My father,

a private beach far away from any buildings. The shores are rocky,

sea,

recognize as family members whom I had met at the

wolves, but

man in particular catches

my age, or just a little older

tanned skin and bleach-blonde hair, but what is eye-catching about him is

all black and

and I can tell-even from a distance that each

considered and finely done.

him, he

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