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“Because that’s always stopped you?”
“This is different.”
“How is this different?”
“Because I was shot and you’re pregnant. And there are multiple men in this house who will murder us if we step foot out of these grounds without their knowledge.” When did I become the sensible one? Maybe the baby is making my responsible big sister a little reckless, and I’m not sure I like it. I’ve always been the wild child, it’s my right as the youngest child.
“We’re going straight from here to Elijah’s house. We won’t stop along the way. We’ll take one of those ridiculous tank cars Everett designed, and we’ll take a weird route to make sure no one is following us. You’re not going to believe a word I say until you’ve spoken to him, and you’re not going to believe him over the phone. You two need to hash this out face to face.” Wynter returns with a pair of shoes which she immediately kneels in front of me and begins shoving my foot into the white sneakers.
“Should I change?” I ask, looking down at my sweats. I actually got up and showered this morning for the first time since I’ve been back, so at the very least I don’t smell.
“Nope. You’re perfect just the way you are.”
I stare at her. Is she looking at the same picture of me as I am? Because I’m anything but perfect right now.
“Come on, let’s go. Storm went out a little while ago, and Rayne and Everett are in the gym, so we should be able to sneak out.”
I’m all out of excuses and so I force myself to my feet. Wynter wraps a coat around me and before I know it, she’s leading me out the front door and helping me into the car.
“Did you get the car out before you came in to talk to me?”
“Yep.” She grins, walking around to the other side and climbing in beside me. “I had a feeling this was the only way I was getting you out of this funk.”
I roll my eyes and shake my head, but a small smile tugs at the corners of my lips.
My phone vibrates in my hand and I glance down to see Elijah’s name on the caller ID. I should answer it to tell him we’re on our way over. What if he’s out? What if we’re putting ourselves in danger when he’s not even home?
I draw my bottom lip between my teeth and take a deep breath, pressing the answer button as Wynter turns the car toward the gate. “Elijah?” I whisper, afraid my voice will break under my anxiety.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he snaps.
“What?”
“Tell Wynter to stop that car right this second, or I swear to God you will not like the consequences.” The strain in each word makes my stomach tighten. It sounds like he cares, but why would he send me away if that were the case?
“We’re on our way to your house,” I tell him.
“No, you’re not. You’re turning that car around and going back into the nice safe house complete with panic rooms.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me, Snow. I swear to God, if that car leaves those gates, you’re going to be in a world of trouble.”
My eyes flick to Wynter who shrugs, none of the concerns beating in my chest are visible on her face. I suspect she can hear every word he’s said, and she doesn’t seem concerned by his anger in the slightest. “No.”
“Snow,” he growls.
“I’m coming over, Elijah. We need to talk.”
“We could have talked any of the three hundred times I’ve called you in the last few days, but you keep screening my calls.”
I pause for a moment, my brow knitting together as something occurs to me. “How did you know I was leaving the estate? And how did you know I’ve been screening your calls?”
“I’ve had cameras installed all over the estate for years,” he tells me like it’s the obvious answer to my question. “Now, can you please turn around and we can talk.”
“No, we need to do this in person.”
Silence meets me at the other end of the line and continues for so long I pull the phone away from my ear to make sure the call is still connected.
