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,"

your hand, Chosen One?"

he turns

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

all the pages and

The Falcon replicated some of Darren's patterns and for a

Chapter 184

10s that no one

there were slips and now I know he's just trying

like he's some

tangled in all his shit

smirks and starts to clean

not,"

but I notice. If I notice, I

my mate. I love him. I was in love with him since before I

to. I'm just making an observation. I've heard stories about him,

the first person to say that. Not even the first one this week. You never met him and you don't know the reality of our situation, "That's how all abused females justify that their mate

but it wasn't like I was any better. Before we knew

he sits at my desk and

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

said I was. Eve was everything I wasn't. Creative, kind, and very optimistic. She kept me centered. I guess what I wanted from 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

Like you, everyone took one look at me and decided that

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

is a very Edmundo Salazar thing

feral. What made me do extreme shit like put

"And the reports of

"Shut up, I laugh.

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

two more team members. I don't have anyone, but I know you do," I sit back. The paper members as sick

you gave them

know they're blood bags now, right? Think

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