Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Aden

"Brooklyn!" I yell the moment I walk into the house, storming down the hall.

The household staff freeze and then scatter when they sense that something is wrong. Secretly, I like this. They know their place.

Still, Brooklyn doesn't answer.

I call for her again, heading up the steps at a brisk pace.

When I arrive at her room, I push open her door. I don't care what I walk in on. She will come when I call her.

But when I enter the room, she's not there.

The bed is mussed and scattered with books, pens, and paper-as if she was just sitting here a moment ago. But where the hell is she?

Angry, I turn, ready to search the rest of the house. Unfortunately for her, a housekeeper is skittering past at just that moment.

"Where is she?" I demand, my voice harsh.

"Um," she says, looking up at me with fear in her eyes. "She left. A few hours ago."

I take a step forward, glaring down at the woman. "Where did she go?"

The housekeeper shakes her head frantically. "I don't know," she says, her voice going soft. "But she was wearing...those boots."

I step back, realizing that my anger is misplaced. I don't say another word, just head back down the stairs.

I bang through the door to the kitchen, striding over to the table of older gentlemen.

"We let her go?" I demand.

look

the barn," one says, casual. "She loves that horse. You know

didn't take herself, and I'm running low on

back to his coffee. "The kid took her. The young

of keys off the wall and heading for the

pull into

thinking through my actions. I just need to

much I have to sort

gone within the drug trade-whether he's taken down other bosses or made alliances with them. Does he have any Alphas in his

could come to war if I'm not careful. But at the heart of it all, the beating pulse

is on the prowl for her, his ears cocked, his

have to secure her. Now. Physically, so that no one can take her from me. No one

throw the car into park, stepping out

in much the same way as my home staff did-getting out of my way as fast as

town.

the horses are curious enough to peer at

I arrive at Heathcliff's stall,

only one

barn and head for the training ring out

sees her almost

over her shoulders,

chose specifically because they were a match,

en

talk to lock her down,

circles around the ring, her horse trotting neatly as she raises and lowers herself

joy on her face as she does it-a natural horsewoman, yes, but also someone who is

a shock. Her smiles seem to be

when I see who is

Lucas.

good

hired him for his brawn and

he doing in the

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