CHAPTER 59: SAFE HOUSE

Caelen’s POV

“What’s good, my brother?” Saul asks the moment he picks up my call. I head out to the balcony and bask at the full moon hoisted above the dark sky. The wind is cool and blows my hair in all directions.

The world is peaceful; one would hardly believe that we were about to be slaughtered just a few minutes ago. As I lean on the railing, I say to Saul, “I hope you are surrounded by at least thirty guards right now.”

“I knew you had always been in love with me. But you don’t have to worry; I am safe, honey,” he snickers, and I roll my eyes.

“I don’t give a shit about you, you fool,” I snap, and he hums. “I am serious. Look, we just got attacked, and we think it might have been Amarie.”

Silence.

“Hello? Did you hear me?” I ask when Saul doesn’t utter a word.

“Tell me everything that happened,” he demands, and I do. I tell him everything, from the moment I met Roman with Meredith to the dinner we had and finally passing out on the bed, then waking up beside our dead attacker.