Chapter 184

The food the King made for me has gone cold. I took a bite to appease him when he set it on my desk and he went to bed. It's early in the morning and I am obsessing over every little detail of this report. "It's not him," I say when Jacob walks in.

"You're sure?" he asks looking over the wall where I printed everything I needed. I nod and he instantly wraps his arms around me. "Thank god,"

I pull away as my eyes fill with tears. He cups my face and lets out a sigh of relief.

"Fuck," I choke out.

"Show me," he pushes my hair away from my face. I wipe my face with the back of my hands.

"It's a copy of a heist we pulled off in Madrid. When we took the copies of the Vampire King's gold plates,"

"I remember," he nods.

"The same program was used. Darren never used the same program. He would toss them out and redo the entire thing. You know how paranoid he was. Also, the way the vans were broken into. They used silver picks and left traces. Darren could never," "That means the King is right and he's trying to lure you back in he rubs my arm.

He is. Enough to catch my full attention. It was a cheap shot to do this to me. That sick mother fucker. I hate him.

"I'm sorry I bugged you," I apologize.

"Don't be, Sweetheart. That's what fathers are for," he pats my head.

"Perry," I pull away to see James standing in the doorway.

"Come in," I wave him in. "This is my dad, Jacob. Jake this is James. The King's little brother,"

"We're acquainted," Jacob holds his hand out for him. James smirks but takes it anyway. "You need some rest. Eat," he points at the full plate on my desk. "That monster is fucking with your head. Don't let him take you there again, Perry. You're stronger now. Yeah?" "Yeah," I nod. He kisses the top of my head and excuses himself.

"You good?" James asks.

"What do you want?" I ask ripping the pictures and notes off the wall.

"You didn't show up at training,"

to hold your hand, Chosen

he turns

sorry for this asshole. "I'm sorry. It was

asks. I sit on all the pages

had you look into. The Falcon replicated some of Darren's patterns

Chapter 184

do that? I heard from the other 10s that no one

and now I know he's just trying

talk about him like he's some kind

we're so tangled in all his shit that it's hard to get away from

meant Darren," he smirks and starts to clean up

not," I

you, but I notice. If I notice, I know my insecure sissy-ass brother

him. I was in love with him since before

saying not to. I'm just making an observation. I've heard stories about him, you know. Shit that maybe you've forgotten in

that. Not even the first one this week. You never met

was any better. Before we knew we were mates, we

you say so," he sits at my desk and

like you were the perfect husband. She would have never let Jonas put that mark

her was peace. Something not shrouded in blood. Kind of like what you want from my brother," "I'm sorry," I say meaning it. "I don't know if any has ever told you this, but

everyone took one look at me and decided that Jonas was the

weren't. Thinking about the what-ifs isn't going to help you forgive yourself. It's

is a very Edmundo Salazar

it any less true. Thinking about the what-ifs is what drove me feral. What made me do extreme shit like put a bomb in the alpha's house and the packhouse so when I

that," he smirks. "And the reports of you lighting their house on fire on

"Shut up, I laugh.

you with this. Tell me what to do," he sits up. "Where do we start? What do

but I know you do," I sit back. The paper members as sick as us. People to help us get that

nods. "But you gave them to your

now, right? Think harder. We

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