The plan comes together swiftly in the night, snapping into place almost as if it had already been there in each of their hearts. The simplicity of it astounds Evelyn, even as they spend the rest of the evening working out the details and figuring out how, precisely, they would put it into action.I
Part of the joy was the knowledge that it was a distraction from her problems at home - from missing her other son, from wondering about Victor and what he wanted from his life, about what the hell she was going to do with her future. Instead of sending her mind to these very important questions, E
“Over here, please!” Alvin calls to the Betas who carry in boxes and boxes of supplies, directing them to a cleared corner of the living room. Victor is setting up his new temporary office and Alvin is helping, dressed for the part in Beta-black boots, trousers, and sweater. As the majority of Vict
Victor turns away, looking down the driveway, neither confirming nor denying what Rafe is saying. “I know that you’ve always thought me a little bit of a fuckup, and as ridiculous,” Rafe says. Victor turns to him, frowning, opening his mouth to protest but Rafe interrupts again. “No, it’s fine,” R
As they pull up to the Walsh estate, Evelyn takes a deep breath, glancing down at Ian.“Are you ready for this?” she asks. Ian looks up at her, giving her a firm little nod.They spent all morning going over their roles, ensuring that he knows his part. Emma had thought it would be best if Evelyn le
“The proof of my actions tells it all,” Evelyn says, meeting his eyes again. “Send your Betas to check my story. I escaped Victor’s pack and did as much damage as I could on my way. I burned his house to the ground, I emptied the bank account he gave me, I took –“She squeezes her eyes shut here, as
Evelyn’s blood runs cold in her body. Joyce. She fights the urge to snarl at him. Instead, she keeps her face impassive, saying nothing. “How ironic,” Joyce says, looking slowly around at everyone in the room. “That my ex-wife shows up on the same day that my current wife abandons me.”No one says
Ian nods and lifts his mouth to her ear. “Mama, he said such bad things about you. I wanted to kill him.”Evelyn nods, understanding, her mouth quirking up at her bloodthirsty little boy. “I know, he’s really rotten, isn’t he?”“But Ian,” Evelyn continues, her voice serious again, “you have to reme