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So for that, I didn’t mind his massive, bloodied hand holding onto my wrist the entirety of the walk. He didn’t talk much either, which was a plus and a minus.
Had he spoken I would have been able to distract my curious thoughts. Like, how was he able to see so well in these conditions? Or, where did the early rumors come from that he was sickly?
Some people claimed that the Venomous Prince would be dead before he reached maturity?
Whoever dropped that grape of gossip along the vine had majorly missed the mark because the latter rumors about him being perfectly healthy were all most likely true while the older obviously weren’t. Not only were they right about him being healthy and alive,but it also seemed to me he was thriving.
I tried not to dwell on any of that. It really was of no importance to me.
After this, I never wanted to be in his proximity again, so I obediently followed behind him even though I wanted to take control of the situation and find my way back.
It became apparent he knew just where he was going because the closer we got to the threshold of town, the more the fog lessened, and clearer multiple sets of voices became.
Voices that sounded upset.
I had to tug twice before he let my wrist go. The first time his grip tightened instead of loosened, the second he simply let my hand fall away.
“Thank you,” I bit out under my breath as I moved past him.
I heard his laughter in response.
Whatever, I didn’t have to say anything. I was just aware of how unfortunate things would have been for me had he not shown up. Twice.
“Addy!” Nyx called my name, relief evident in her tone.
“I swear I am about to chain us together,” she stated meeting me halfway back to the XL.
“What happened? You were right behind me.”
“I don’t know. One second we could see you the next we couldn’t. And then Annie and I ran into that guy.” She nodded over her shoulder.
I peered in the general direction, seeing the man named Maliki had removed his mask and was watching her with a thoughtful expression.
He met my eyes and a slow smile spread across his face. Suddenly I was grateful that Nyx had Butcher. This dude was gorgeous, I hated even to admit that, but he was—with honey-colored skin and jet black hair.
“Where is…Annie?” I asked, losing my train of thought for a second when Zane walked past us.
Nyx being Nyx and knowing me sometimes better than I knew myself picked up on the slight pause instantly and the reason for it.
“We have an issue,” she said, looping her arm through mine.
“What kind of issue?” I could see Annie behind the XL, so it wasn’t that she got hurt.
Then I took in the rest of the scene. All the Venom were staring at their vehicle, which had clearly been vandalized. Luce was beside his Jeep with nearly the same look on his face.
Both had cracked windshields. The Venom truck had all four tires sliced, and the hood was partially lifted, so I assumed there was damage there too.
Luce’s truck was much harder to harm due to the moderations on it. His windshield was cracked but not near as bad, and their attempt at slashing his tires seemed to have been much more successful with the front driver’s side one.
I wasn’t as concerned with their cars as I was the shattered glass glinting in the moonlight.
Beneath that was a smear of blood on the ground, a sign someone had been dragged—Makayla had been dragged because she was missing.
“That was a fucking set-up,” Cameron exclaimed, pointing back towards the town.
“Why, though?” Butcher asked as we walked up. “And why is the XL fine?”
The Venom were quietly talking amongst themselves now. I ignored all of them and the Savages. I stayed silent, piecing together the timeline of events until things made perfect sense.
