Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 104753 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104753 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Perse shuffles uncomfortably, peeking over her shoulder slightly before coming back to me. “If it doesn’t get you in trouble then yes.”
“It won’t get me in trouble, I’m safe. I’m going to see my godmother. She texted me wanting to see me since she scared the shit out of me with her disappearance.”
Perse laughs, tying her long red hair into a topknot. “Oh, well that’s alright. How are you getting there?”
“I’m catching a taxi or Uber or something.”
Perse shakes her head. “No, you can’t do that. Are you crazy? It’s almost three in the morning. It’s not safe.” She looks over her shoulder again, and we both catch them all watching us closely.
She hooks her arm in mine and leads me back the way I came. “Come on. You can take Killian’s truck.” I know that they bring a couple cars on the road, not their fancy ones, but the bigger ones.
“I don’t have the key!” I whisper to Perse. “And honestly, we’re not in a good place right now.”
Perse ignores me, picking up her pace to a jog and directing me through an opening of trees that lead to the parking lot where all the vehicles are.
She drags me to a big black Chevy, ducking behind the driver’s side and reaching under the wheel. “I put the key here this morning because I didn’t have time to take it back to his RV.” When the sound of metal dangling fills the silence, I realize now that she’s serious.
“You want me to steal his truck.”
“I want us to steal it.” She slides into the driver’s seat.
“No!” I pull her arm until she’s falling back out. “Ouch! You’re freakishly strong for a small thing.”
“You can’t come.” I jump up into the driver’s seat.
“Why!” she whisper-yells.
“Because I told her that I wouldn’t tell anyone. I’ll need you to go back and keep Killian occupied so he doesn’t know I’ve stolen his truck too.”
Perse sighs. “Do you have your phone?”
I nod, flashing it to her. “Yes!”
She snatches it off me and opens up Snapchat. Tossing it back onto my lap, she points. “I turned on your location so I can see where you are. Don’t look at me like that! Anything could happen. Even if you are in Killian’s big scary Raptor.”
“Okay! Fine. Thank you!” I shut the door and turn the key, putting in the restaurant Tabella in the GPS and reversing out of the parking area.
The way Persephone came into Midnight Mayhem was a little savage, and the things that happened to her during her early initiation wasn’t kind either, but I admire her tenacity to remain soft and kind. That’s Perse. Her heart is too good for this world. Too fucking good for Kingston Axton too.
You know that feeling in your gut when you know that something bad is about to happen? Yeah, well that is basically my fucking constant right now, especially as Perse walks back to us without Sass beside her.
“Where’s Sass?”
Perse ignores me, looking straight at King. It’s a new thing she does whenever I’m in the vicinity of wherever she is. I’m almost certain it has to do with Saskia and the whole Callan thing. I know that Perse isn’t a fan of guys fucking with other chicks. She got enough of it from Val.
“Can someone remind me why Saskia got a house in New Orleans?” Her eyes twitched. She rubbed the palm of her hand against her legs.
She couldn’t look me in the eye.
I could fucking sniff the deflection that was seeping off her.
King clears his throat, his eyes coming to me, and then Kyrin and Keaton, before going back to her. “She’s a Dragavei.”
“Meaning…” Perse hurries him up with a wave of her hand.
“Meaning she’s a Dragavei. I’m not doing this with you right now, Little Bird. Did she go to bed?” King obviously picked up on the same thing I did. He and I are similar in that aspect.
I step closer, waiting to hear what she says next, just as Delila steps out from her RV, eyeballing us while wrapping her silk gown around her malnourished body. “Do I not work you all hard enough? Why are you making so much fucking noise?”
“Perse!” I growl when she doesn’t answer. “Where the fuck did she go?”
Her eyes come to mine. “Fine. She’s gone to see her godmother—okay? Leave her alone, Kill.”
I freeze.
My blood turns cold and my hands ball into fists. “What do you mean?” I pull out my phone and hit dial on her number, ignoring the photo I took of her back in Kiznitch when it’s ringing. She ignores the call.
“Wait!” Delila raises her hand. “Before you do anything drastic, Killian—”
“What are you both talking about?” Perse yelps in the background.
It’s my turn to bring my eyes to her now. “Saskia can’t be going to see her godmother.”