Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 839

Clara couldn't say for sure if she even understood Dylan. His feelings for her had always burned hot, but there was something about them that never quite made

sense.

She couldn't remember how it all started-how he'd first begun to care for her.

A dull ache throbbed at the back of her skull as her eyes locked onto something carved into the wall of the rundown house. The scratchy letters were almost hidden by grime and time.

Just two clumsy words: "Senior Brother."

The carving looked old, the lines uneven and shaky. She must have done it

herself, probably back when her vision was so bad she could barely see what she

was doing. Now, if she squinted, she could just make out the words.

Clara drew in a deep breath. She'd always wondered: who was this "Senior Brother" anyway?

She'd known about him for years. But whenever she'd asked Ryan or Simon, they both looked blank. No one seemed to know anything.

Sometimes, she even doubted if he was real at all.

He'd saved her when she was nearly

that when she grew up, she'd marry him

a memory from someone else's life. She couldn't even picture

You probably don't remember how we met, right? It was at that underground fight club.

"Call him a jinx one more time and I'll be

money, went a little crazy. Honestly, that's the only reason you'd even risk going to a place like that. The North American underground scene is a mess. If I hadn't had the Bolton family behind me, there's no way I'd have left with all that cash. I

lifted. As he spoke, bits and pieces of

more,"

you kept winning. Said you needed the money. I'm guessing you paid off some people at the club to help you look for clues. Maybe that's why you got out okay-

ever tell you his name?" she

glanced up, catching sight of a man stepping

it-Grayson's courage came and

started pacing around the outpost, just in case

circling once, she realized it

to head back when Grayson suddenly

something, but instead, Dylan was holding a snake,

snake, the deadlier the poison. And

went pale. "Did it

two tiny puncture marks on his

it away, and said, "It's