Most of all, the dread. The dread of what’s coming. Of the promise in his eyes.
I swallow back the tears and look at them again. The moment Hunter calms, even for the briefest second, I turn and flee.
As usual.
It seems I can add coward to the ever growing list of things wrong with me.
Chapter 20
Hunter
I spare the man on the ground one final glance before I turn away, my attention already elsewhere.
On her.
Piper is halfway up the stairs, moving quickly, and too lost in her own thoughts to notice anything around her.
I pick up her book from the ground and follow.
I need answers, but I’m not convinced I’ll get them from her.
But that doesn’t stop me from following her up the stairs.
I followed her to the library and then all the way back here. I kept my distance the entire time, to give her the illusion of freedom, of space.
But the moment I saw Julian...
The moment I saw his hand on her...
Yeah.
Everything went pitch bloody black.
I reached them just in time to hear her tell him he was hurting her, and after that there wasn’t much room for reason.
He’s lucky I didn’t kill him.
I’m not reckless. I’ll leave that particular trait to Milo.
Before I do anything, I need answers. I need to dig deeper and find out exactly what his relationship with Piper is.
I know he’s her father’s right hand man.
What I don’t know is what exactly he wants from her.
Perhaps her father sent him. That would certainly make sense.
But the way he looks at her leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
But once I have more answers...
Well.
He may find that putting his fucking hands on Piper was the worst mistake he ever made.
And especially if I find out he’s the one responsible for those bruises.
She reaches her door, opens it and steps inside.
