Chapter Sixty-Five - Confession Time

Amy’s POV

Delirium wasn’t taking over completely, though that was what I continued to pretend. I was tempted to experiment with invisibility though realised it could mean the end of me if I couldn’t reappear to be treated by Black himself, a very efficient medic.

I never would have guessed that.

Little by little, I worked it out. He had wronged Lori, too, not just the real Diana. Maybe he had been sent packing and maybe he’d just gone away for a while. That so-called diary contained a grain of truth and nothing more.

Satyr would need someone like Dick, as I thought of him now, to carry out his dirty work. It was a good job he’d been here or I’d have been history by now. That tourniquet probably saved me from bleeding to death. Though I knew she’d been trying to end his life. Lori, the mistress of the year. The gun-toting betrayed female who had dished out nothing more than friendly fire.

She didn’t hate me; she never had. It had been a part she was acting. No doubt a pack member s