Lila’s POV “You knew I was going to come see you?” I asked, eyeing him carefully. I tried not to be repulsed by his appearance, but it couldn’t be helped. He looked awful and it turned my stomach. “I had hope,” he said in a barely audible tone. I could tell that speaking hurt him; his lu
After a pause, Enzo nodded and stepped away. I knew he was mindlinking my father to tell him about the change of plans. Once he was done, he looked back at me. “So, who do you think this enemy is?” Enzo asked and I could see the worry in his eyes. I thought about it for a moment. I knew
Enzo’s POV It was a long drive back to the jail; most of the drive was silent which was to be expected. Alpha Emmet was upset about his son being falsely accused of something he didn’t do. Murder. The problem was that Scott confessed to the crime. But it’s come to our realization that he
“His son is a murderer,” Alpha Jonathan said through his teeth; I could feel his growing anger from through the phone. “Even so, that’s still his son,” I said in return. “How would you feel if it were your daughter?” “It’s not my daughter—” “But if it was and you weren’t able to see her,
Lila’s POV My heart was racing in my chest to the point where I thought it was going to explode from my flesh. I got up from my bed quickly and stopped the note on the ground, not wanting to touch it. I’m not sure why I had such an uneasy feeling about this note; how did it even get into my
I still had an unsettled feeling; I made a mental note to speak with Rachel later and find out if she was truly okay. A few minutes later, Sarah returned and sat back down. “Okay, so my father said that he is having a banquet for you tomorrow and he stopped by the morning. He gave the letter
Enzo’s POV Alpha Bastien was already at the school when we arrived. As soon as we got to campus, we went straight to Tiffany Prescott’s office. Bastien was there reading through some reports while Prescott stood behind him. She had a worried look in her eyes and I could feel her anxieties be
Jonathan glanced at the headmaster and narrowed his eyes at her. “Why are you still standing there? You obviously already orders,” he seethed. She paled. “Oh, right, sorry,” she said. “I’ll be back.” On that note, she left quickly. I almost felt bad for her; almost. If Lila w