54: ASHER MCTAVISH

MEREDITH'S POV

"I didn't mean to. I got lost and was just trying to navigate my way back to the dining hall," I hissed, as his fingers pinched at my flesh.

"What did you see? Better yet, what did you hear?" He demanded answers. I swallowed, blinking back the tears in my eyes.

That scene from Twilight flashed inside my head when Laurent caught Bella alone walking in the woods and an apparition of Edward appeared before her eyes, warning her of danger.

A voice in the back of my head whispered. 'Lie to him.'

Trying to keep myself calm and not run off screaming bloody murder, I opened my mouth to speak.

"I saw you talking with that maid, but I didn't hear much of what you were saying." My speech came out sounding fumbled. Even I didn't believe my own words.

He stared at me through slits, clenching his jaws while his grip tightened around my arm.

'Lie better,' the voice barked in my head.

I released a goofy laugh, acting as if his grip on me didn't bother me. "You don't know how hap