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“Yes, sir.” Jaxon nodded again.
I shouldn’t take pleasure in the green hue of his skin, but I did.
“Go.” As soon as the word left my mouth, Jaxon scurried away, tripping over his own feet.
“What. The hell. Was that?”
My eyes snapped to Wren. Her hands were on her hips, brows drawn together.
I scowled. “What do you mean?”
She let out a huff of breath as she flung a hand toward the direction Jaxon had run off. “You didn’t need to scare the poor guy to death. He didn’t hurt me.”
What the hell?“He very easily could have hurt you.”
She folded her arms over her chest and jutted her chin. “That kid was harmless, and you know it. What are you doing here anyways?”
I wasn’t sure what was going on. She looked at me as if she were pissed I’d just helped her. “What am I doing here?” I pointed to her. “What are you doing here?”
“I can do whatever I want to do. And I wanted to come have fun with my friends!” She slurred the last word and swayed on her feet.
I cursed and reached for her, but she stumbled back from my hand like it was a hot torch.
“What the fuck is going on, Wren? How much have you had to drink?”
“That’s none of your damn business,” she snapped as she turned and stomped toward the bridge.
I followed, close on her heels.
“Wren,” I called after her, trying to make any sense of why she was acting this way, but she didn’t stop. She ran away, stumbling on the threshold of the bridge. “Where are you going?”
“Away from you!” she yelled, picking up her pace.
I shook my head, having no idea what was happening. There was nowhere for her to go on the bridge. I continued after her, keeping a slight distance between us.
“Wren, please.” I softened my voice, pleading with her as we came to the dead end. The bridge stopped halfway across the river. There was only one way on and off.
She turned to me, her eyes wide and shining with tears. I had no idea what they were for. She pressed herself against the railing, trapped.
Her hands flew to her chest as she clutched them to her heart. “What, Atlas? What more could you possibly want from me?”
I stopped, again leaving space between us. Space I desperately wanted to fill. The stark pain on her face made my heart clench. I reached a hand toward her, but she flinched away.
“What’s wrong, Wren? What happened?”
Her chest rose and fell. Her eyes roamed, frantic, as if she were looking for an escape. There were groups of people sporadically spaced along the bridge, but they barely paid us any mind.
Wren shook her head. “I really thought you were different.” Her voice cracked as tears streamed down her face.
I clenched my jaw as anger and confusion and a powerful urge to protect surged within me. Only I didn’t know what she needed protection from.
“Wren, calm down. Tell me what happened.”
She shook her head again, her blonde curls falling over her face and cheeks and sticking to the wet tears. “I’d thought there were no more secrets between us, Atlas.”
I ran both hands through my tousled hair, pulling it in frustration. “Wren, I have no idea what’s going on. Talk to me.”
She let out one word in a whisper so quiet I barely heard it: “Liv.”
