What business?I wonder.And why do I suddenly feel like a damsel-like princess being left behind in a tower?
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
LARK
Two days.
It’s beentwo dayssince I saw Noah, Lazarus, and Johan.
I have no idea where they are or when they’ll be back. The only one I can contact is Johan, yet he hasn’t answered a single one of my texts.
And I’mpissed.
Noah came by to tell me I would be eating on my own and that they would return after handling their business. I assumed he meant later that night.
Nope.
It’s now been two days. More than two days, actually, because this is my third dinner alone.
Harmony made me chicken pot pie from scratch. I should be in heaven. I should belovingevery bite. But I can barely swallow because I’m too angry to enjoy this delicious meal.
How dare they drag me out here and leave,I seethe, stabbing at my plate. It scrapes loudly across the porcelain, and I don’t care.This is ridiculous.
I should just call my brother and ask him to pick me up.
But I don’t really want to go to New York City. That feels… too heavy right now. I also haven’t spoken to my brother since he told me our father is dead.
Something I still can’t believe he kept from me.
My phone vibrates on the table with an incoming message. I grab it, hoping it’s from Johan but seeing Aries’s name on the screen.
Got a minute?she asks.
I have several, I think, sighing. Then I push away from the table and tell Jimmy—a beta who assists Harmony in the kitchen—that I’m finished.
Once I’m back in my room, I head out to my new favorite chair on the balcony and dial up Aries via video chat.
It’s not my preference, but it seems to be the best way to placate my friends lately. They’re not used to me being out of Widows Peak. And they all know something is happening, just notwhatis happening.
Well, Luna knows, thanks to Noah. Sort of, anyway. But she’s kept my confidence. And she won’t tell anyone until I’m ready to share.
Not that I have anything to share since the pack that kidnapped me has disappeared.
“Hey,” Aries says, her screen black as she answers. “Hold on a second.”
“Are you jogging?” I ask, hearing the subtle sound of quick steps.
“Yeah, just getting out of the gym so I can better hear you and see you.” The screen shifts from black to color, allowing me to see Aries’s gray-blue eyes. “Hey.”
“Hey.”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean for you to have to call me,” she says, reaching up to fix her blonde ponytail. I’m wearing my hair thesame way, something we often have in common. “I just had a quick favor to ask.”
“I’m all yours,” I tell her earnestly. “Please cure my boredom.”
She smiles. “I had no idea New York City could be boring.”
I snort. “Trust me, it can be.” I don’t elaborate on the fact that I’m not actually in New York City. Apart from Luna, everyone thinks I’m home with my family. “Now hit me. What do you need?”
