I could see it in her eyes, though. She wanted to believe me when I told her I’d protect her. HerandAiden.
I’d hit the mark with that one. The way to Skye’s heart was through people she already loved, and that meant Aiden. He mattered to her, so he had to matter to me. He already did, though. I was already endeared to him in some weird way.
Skye and Wyatt would figure their shit out. They had to.
Especially since he was just as concerned for her as I was. The moment she’d thrown herself over Aiden, Wyatt had–
I stopped in my tracks.
No.
I remembered wrong, surely.
Except Inevermisremembered anything. I had a photographic memory.
Aiden had been falling unconscious. He called out for Skye. She’d looked at the three of us, then made her decision and she threw herself over Aiden.
And Wyatt…
Wyatt had…warnedher.
He’d said,‘don’t you fucking dare’, but she was gone before he finished speaking.
Anger washed through me, fast and hot. My cheeks burned.
I glared over my shoulder, catching Wyatt’s gaze as he stood against one of the destroyed brick walls of the astronomy tower. He had his arms crossed, one leg bent with his foot on the wall. He straightened up when he caught my expression.
What’s wrong?he asked.
I turned away sharply, breathing out slowly.
Wyatt knew.
Heknew.
And he didn’t tell me.
Howdid he know?
“Your Royal Highness?” Marion drew my attention. “Is everything alright?”
I shook my head, opening my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. My throat locked up, and I snapped my jaw shut, blinking quickly to keep tears from forming.
Wyatt had never lied to me before.Never.
My skin felt hot and itchy. My heart was pounding slightly, and an icky feeling was sliding around my gut.
“My Prince,” Marion’s voice was softer. “I know this is not easy. It’s a very honorable thing, for you to be here. I heard how you handled Wesson.”
I didn’t know who the fuck Wesson was.
“The investigator you had aconversationwith,” she explained dryly.
I snorted. I hadn’t even tried to get his name before I’d hit him.
“I’ll be alright,” I muttered, gesturing for her to continue.
“You will be, but it will take some time. My memories of the Gulf Capitol Massacre still wake me from a dead sleep.”
