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“Already told you, I’m not going anywhere.”

I roll my eyes. “So what, you’re just going to live here now? Follow me around like some type of guard dog?”

“Maybe. Haven’t quite figured it out yet.”

“Well, I would like to be alone.”

He narrows his eyes, but there’s no denying the confidence in my voice. This time, sleep gave me the clarity to figure out what I need.

Right now, it’s space. Lots and lots of space.

“You owe this to me, Wes. Don’t tell me you’ll give me what I want and then go back on your word. Get out.”

“I’m coming back with food in an hour.”

“No, you’re not. I can take care of myself.”

He shakes his head as he slides off the bed. “Not anymore. That’s our job now.”

That only serves to piss me off more. But… well, I might as well use it to my advantage.

Wes kisses me on the forehead before putting his pants back on. I can’t bring myself to look away from his muscular, inked legs. As he zips his jeans up, he smirks.

“Try to get some more sleep,” he tells me. “You still look exhausted.”

I’ll do whatever the fuck I want.

“Wes,” I say as his hand closes around the doorknob.

He looks back, an eyebrow raised.

“Kammes will want to see me when he gets back from his trip.”

The shadow that crosses Wes’s face makes me shudder. “I meant it when I said we’ll kill him, Athelia. He may be out of our reach for now, but he won’t survive the night he comes home.”

My lips part in shock as Wes leaves, shutting the door behind him. He can’t kill his stepfather, can he? Could he get away with it? What if he doesn’t?

What if he does?

Oh my god.

I let the ice pack drop to the bed. With Wes gone, my mind is clearer than ever. The three of them are batshit if they think I’m theirs. After all they’ve done to me—after what they did just last night—they’ll have to do a lot better than saying they’re sorry.

With a huff, I get to my feet. My body aches and my head is pounding, but I can’t afford to wait. Wes said he’ll be back with food in an hour. I may have manged to kick him out for the moment, but he’ll be back.

And by then, I need to be long gone.

I grab my laptop and pull up a browser, typing inBirchwood Lakeswithout even thinking about it. I’m not sure why it pops into my head, other than I have the vaguest memory of someone talking about it recently.

It’s a nice little spot close by to hide out for the night. I can come back for classes tomorrow with a clear head and a game plan for how to tell the guys off.

Once I’ve booked a cabin that’s right on one of the lakes, I grab some clothes, a box of granola bars, and whatever else I’ll need for the weekend. Then I send Haven a quick text just in case she comes back and finds our dorm empty.

The guys will discover I’m gone, and hopefully they’ll get the hint. If not, they won’t be able to find me. Why would they think to look for me in a place I’ve never been to before?

I’m out the door within twenty minutes and get to the cabin just as my phone buzzes in the cup holder.

Wes:Where the fuck are you?

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