Chapter Thirty-Seven

The next couple of days I spent looking for a key to Killians prison. Despite the constant distractions Sebastian was throwing at me, I hadn’t forgotten why I had come back in the first place. Killian was my ex husband, my cheating one, but he had been manipulated and lied to just like I had, and I couldn’t just leave him locked up because he was an idiot who thought with the head in his pants instead of the one on his shoulders. For all I knew Sebastian was planning on keeping him locked up forever, just to spite him for stealing his mate.

I searched his office as often as I could, but I was only able to glance around when he asked me to bring him something, or dig through a drawer when he asked me to grab him some document. My searches were fleeting and brief, but hadn’t found anything yet.

Despite the fact that I was plotting against him, he seemed to be trusting more and more.

He no longer had the two guards standing by the front door whenever he left, and I hadn’t seen Alice