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“You’re moving in with us.”
“Erm, no, I’m not.” I huff in frustration. I should have known Axel wasn’t going to explain shit. He tricked me into staying.
“This isn’t up for discussion or negotiation.”
“Exactly, so you listen to me. I don’t know what cock and bull reason you think you have for this crazy idea, but I’m telling you now: I’m not moving in with you. Now or ever.”
“All of us, or just me?”
“Take your pick,” I snap in response to Axel’s cold smirk. He’s insane if he thinks I’d willingly move in with him. With any of them. Even with things being…better with Kaiden, I don’t want to be in his space twenty-four seven. Fuck knows why they’d even want me to be.
“It’s come to our attention that you may not be as safe being The Doe as I originally thought.”
I snort at that. It would be cute, if it wasn’t so laughably naive of Axel to think that I’m in danger here in Black Hallows compared to the past two years.
“Having you under our protection physically would give me…peace of mind.”
“Fuck your peace of mind. And fuck your perceived danger too. The last I checked, you never protected me from shit. You up and left, and now that we just so happen to be at the same university, despite your best efforts to entangle me up in your fucked up games, you have no claim over my life anymore.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that if I were you.”
“I’ll be your doe, but that’s all I’ll ever be to you, Axel Abbot. Unless The Doe is required to reside with all of the contestants on some sort of rota basis or something, you have zero say in where I lay my head.”
I don’t bother excusing myself. Even though it pains me to leave the rest of my breakfast uneaten on the table, I do. I get to my feet and walk away without so much as a backwards glance. Fuck Axel for continuing to be a controlling ass. Fuck Kaiden for sitting there all quiet and saying jack shit. And fuck Zie too for whatever that stunt with The General was. A peace offering?
Last night, today…it’s all too much. Fuck The Holy Trinity and their games. I’m done.
Mum: Odile, baby, I’ve got caught up at work. Will you make my apologies to the Montgomerys for me and take over that nice bottle of wine. I’ll try to get there, but please don’t wait on me for dinner.
