Rook
Istared at the house, anger burning through me the longer I stayed there. I had nowhere else to go, and nowhere else I wanted to be. There was no home for me, and the rest of the pack would be waiting for word on what we were doing next.
Now Regan hated me, but she didn’t understand the truth. Her dad was the actual monster, and mad at me or not, people would still be hunting her down, so leaving her alone here was out of the question.
There was only one option for me now, and I would happily take it.
I pulled out my phone, clicking into our group chat.
Rook
Pack up. Bring your shit to the Fletcher mansion.
Evie
Are we moving in or is it temporary?
Aiden
You think we would move in and what? Share the house with Cameron Fletcher?
Hero
He will love that. Maybe we can start having sit down family dinners.
Mason
So wholesome.
Hero
It will be really wholesome when Rook puts a fork in Cameron’s eye.
Aiden
Fuck you, Hero. Please get over your disgusting eye mutilation fetish. I can’t take anymore.
Hero
It’s not a fetish. It’s a fixation. Don’t be disgusting.
Aiden
When does it end?
Hero
When I find a new fixation?
Rook
Shut the hell up and get over here. Bring everything.
A round of cursing and salutes came through before the chat went quiet, and I sat back.
The light in Regan’s room was still on, and I knew had to be fuming at me. Maybe not even only at me, but at herself, too.
She gave in to her own hatred and love for me so fast, she couldn’t help it.
