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“At least you still feel something for me.”
I hang up.
Because maybe I do.
My heart is broken. It’s not all Nathan. It’s a mix of him, Jake, my own decisions, my friendship with Emily that we’ve both let fade to nothing. And missing my mom. I miss her so deeply right now.
I put my phone and book to the side and choose sleep over everything else. Anxiety fights me on this decision, but I eventually fade to darkness.
My phone ringing wakes me up. My heart skips a beat, fear gripping me, and my brain goes to the worst scenario: it has to be about my mom. Something terrible happened.
“Hello?” I answer in a groggy voice.
“Open the door.”
“Nathan?”
“Now, before I break your window.”
Wide awake, I jump out of bed and run to the front door, my heart beating frantically against my ribcage. My brain is shouting that he is more than capable of breaking my window.
I open the door in one rushed movement and my eyes widen on their own accord before the image in front of me actually hits my brain; Nathan is standing tall, his dark blond hair completely disheveled, his lean muscles tensing with anger. But the main two things that petrify me are his blood-covered shirt, and his right hand casually holding a gun.
“You stupid girl,” he growls. He bumps into me as he gets in, grabs my upper arm tightly, and drags me along with him. He slams the door shut as fear grips my insides.
“Wh-wh-what are you doing? What happened to you?” I stammer.
“Why don’t you tell me what the hell you think you’re doing?” he asks, his voice cold as ice.
He knows. He knows I slept with Jake. He knows my heart always wanted his brother. He’s dangerous, he’s going to hurt me…
“I was ecstatic when you called, ‘Me. There it was, my chance to make it up to you. I rushed over here like the fucking fool I am. Now imagine my surprise when I get to your house in the middle of the night and find a fucking Wolf watching your house. Watching you.”
Fear seizes me tighter than his hold on me.
“You’re still looking for your brother, aren’t you? Are you out of your fucking mind?” he insists after my silence. The ache emanating from his strong hand disappears as my blood runs cold. Of course I am still looking for my brother, but he never knew I was looking for him in the first place.
“I never told you I was looking for him,” I gulp.
“I did.” Sam’s British accent resonates behind me.
I snap my head toward the kitchen, where he stands leaning against the counter, hands in his pockets, big, tattooed arms bulging under his tight black tee.
I don’t wonder how he got in, the open kitchen door that leads to our small patio tells me everything.
“How did you kn–”
“Rose told him about the stolen phone. Don’t mind Sam, he only came to help me get rid of a dead Wolf. Now focus on me.”
I know it doesn’t take a genius to guess why I would have stolen Rose’s burner phone. Jake had guessed it, why wouldn’t they? But the fact that they all know I’m still looking for Aaron makes me uneasy.
“I thought you were a smart girl,” Nathan seethes. “Didn’t the night at the café teach you anything? Volkov and his men are dangerous. They’re not funny sort of dangerous, they’re not Jake’s childish bullying sort of dangerous. They’re deadly. I know you’re dying to put your nose in everything that is remotely interesting to you but how about you try to live past your eighteenth birthday?”
How did I ever think Nathan was one of the good ones? Watching him right now, bloody, holding a gun, and using my weaknesses as a way to make fun of me after I opened up to him about how much I missed my brother…I want to scream, to cry, to throw myself at him and scratch his face bloody. I would if I were brave. I’m not, so I fume on the inside and grit my teeth when I reply.
“Looking for Aaron is more than ‘remotely interesting’ to me.”
He laughs - he fucking laughs at me - as he lets go of my arm. “Stay here,” he orders before heading toward the hallway.
