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Chapter 27

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Nova

I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep more than a few minutes at a time. I was terrified to fall into a deep sleep in case Thomas or Nexus tried to come into my room. This morning I’m a jittery mess. Waylen has agreed to help search for my mom as well. He’s been texting me but said it’s probably safer if I don’t Facetime him in case they overheard our conversations. I don’t like the idea of not seeing his face but I get it, he doesn’t want to put me in danger and I love him for that. I texted him this morning, asking for an update but he said he hasn’t been able to find anything—he’s been calling every hospital in the country trying to find her.

In my heart I know it's futile because they would never have admitted her under her real name and he’s probably spent a good amount of money making sure no nurse discloses her whereabouts, but I can’t stop searching for her. I feel useless and defeated every hour that passes, knowing that my mom is suffering. I push those thoughts away as I clasp the collar around my neck and make my way down the stairs.

My breathing is shallow and my hands are clammy as I make my way toward the kitchen, following the sound of Nexus and Thomas’ voices. I give myself a minute to compose myself before finally making my presence known, Nexus shoots me a lust filled look that has my stomach plummeting. I wait for Thomas to scream, shout, threaten me or anything but what I don’t expect is for him to just… ignore me.

When he turns back toward his breakfast and begins speaking to Nexus like I never interrupted them I balk. I stand here for another few minutes… waiting. For what? I have no fucking idea. I thought Thomas would be shouting and cussing me out. I heard them come home late last night and expected him to barge into my room but this… this is not what I expected.

Feeling utterly confused and wrung out from my emotional workout, I turn and tip toe my way out of there. The instant the front door clicks shut softly behind me, I sigh with gratefulness until I see the empty driveway. The car— my car—is gone. The rational side of me wants to say it was stolen but that dark twisted monster inside me knows this is Thomas’ doing, he’s teaching me a lesson. Truth be told, if this is the extent of his lesson I’m more than willing to take it. I never had a car until a couple of weeks ago so it's no bother to me to catch the bus again. I start walking down the street, getting lost in my own thoughts as I head toward the bus stop, only to be violently pulled from my thoughts when Vox’s matte black Hellcat comes to a screeching halt beside me. The tinted windows are so dark I can’t even see inside, but the instant the window rolls down and his angry glare pins me in place I begin to wonder who the fuck shit in his cereal this morning.

“Get in the fucking car, witch.” I roll my eyes and turn away, managing a single step before he is out of the car and yanking me back by my arm. I slam into his chest and fight against his hold but he wraps an arm around my waist, anchoring me to him.

“Get the fuck off me!”

“Fuck you.”

“Never again, dick bag!” I seethe.

“Where the fuck are the files, Nova?” I jerk in his hold.

“What files?” He darts his gaze around and then curses beneath his breath.

“Get in the fucking car, Nexus is coming.” At the mention of the devil's name I don’t argue, I push past him and climb into the passenger seat. I look back expecting to see the other three in the backseat but it’s empty. Vox climbs behind the wheel and plants his foot, sending me back into my seat. “Where are the files about mine and Ezekiel’s dads?”

I turn and stare at him, his jaw is locked and his hands white knuckle the steering wheel. “I told you, I put them in the garden shed out the back of your house.”

He flicks his gaze to me for a second searching my gaze for any sign of deceit. “You’re telling the truth.” It’s a statement not a question.

“Why would I lie, Vox?”

He sighs and scrubs a hand down his face, it's only now I notice how exhausted he looks. “No fucking idea, maybe the fact you hate me would be a reason.”

I choke on my own spit as I gape at him. “Seriously?” I screech. The fact he actually looks perplexed just stokes the anger brewing inside me further.

“Yes!”

“You fucking asshole. You lied to me, stabbed me with a fucking pencil and had your asshole friends torment me, then fucked me every night while pretending to be someone else.”

“It’s not my fault you couldn’t make the connection between the two.”

My fists clench and I grit my teeth. “You made sure I couldn’t make the distinction between the two of you,” I force out.

“How?”

“You said, ‘ Vox isn’t yours to fuck, I am’. Remember that?”

He purses his lips and I can see he is fighting not to smile. “I mean, if I recall that night you admitted to thinking about me or should I say, Your asshole neighbor .” I slouch back in my seat and cross my arms over my chest, utterly done with this conversation and his mind fuckery. A couple of minutes pass before he breaks the silence. “If you didn’t move the files, then who did?”

I mull over his words for a minute and try to think back to who knew. I told Vox and the others, Waylen and I are the only other people who knew. I know for a fact none of us would have done anything to sabotage the information so how the fuck did it go missing?

I sigh as I run a hand through my hair, slightly frustrated. “I have no idea. Maybe I was caught on the cameras or something.”

“You said there were none in your bedroom?”

“There were six but Waylen and I removed them.” Vox’s grip on the steering wheel turns white.

“Where were the cameras, Nova?” The anger that laces each of his words sends a shiver down my spine.

“Everywhere,” I admit quietly. “They were in the bathroom, closet and throughout my bedroom—they have seen… everything.” Shame washes over me as I hear the slight tremble in my own voice, I feel so violated that Thomas and Nexus have seen more than what either of them should. Before I realize what is happening, Vox pulls the car over. I turn to him to ask what he is doing but the rage etched into his features renders me speechless, so I drop my gaze to my lap. Vox reaches out and grips my chin, forcing me to meet his stare.

“What those cunts did isn’t your fault.” The venom in which he says that gives me pause. “You may not trust me or even like me but I swear, they will pay for what they did to all of us.”

“And what about you?” I ask quietly.

“What about me?”

“Are you going to make me pay a debt even though I am helping with the favor?” He smirks but there is a dark edge to it that has me squirming. The way his eyes darken and when he darts his tongue out to moisten his lips makes me clench my thighs, trying to dull the ache that begins to pulse. This is all types of wrong but I can’t lie, I am attracted to this arrogant asshole—even though he lied to me and used me in a way, I can’t deny that I loved how he made me feel when he was inside me.

“A favor asked is a debt owed.” I slam my eyes closed, hearing those words come from him but without the mask make them seem so ominous. “A debt won’t be required from you, witch.” I open my eyes and stare up at him.

“Why?”

“Because the Filthy Few was constructed to get us answers, there is more to us than what you know.”

“Tell me,” I implore.

“No. Not while you live under their roof. I will not risk my brothers or the ground we have made by them extracting the information from you. We are so fucking close. I have no idea what the fuck makes you so special to them but I am going to find out. The Haven Saints won’t be around for long.”

“Tell me about the Saints.” He releases me and sighs as he slumps back in his seat.

“You get the cliff note version or we’ll be late to meet your master.” I shoot him a filthy look and ignore the dick’s laughter as he pulls back onto the road and drives us to school while explaining everything about the Saints. By the time we pull into the school parking lot my mind is reeling with the information overload. Vox claims his parking spot and I dart my gaze around the lot to check and see if the coast is clear and relax when I don’t spot Nexus’ Audi.

“Thanks for the ride,” I say as I push the door open and step out but the second I do, I wish I didn’t. All eyes are on me, great. Before I can move, Vox rounds the car and stands before me. I crane my neck back and look up at him. He has his hood pulled over his head and hands in his pockets. He looks like a bad choice and fuck if it isn’t a sight to behold.

“Thanks for the ride?”

I roll my eyes and push my lips to the side. “What did you expect me to say? Thanks for kidnapping me?”

He scoffs and the sound brings a half smile to my lips that I quickly snuff out. “Meet me after school.”

My brows draw in, that was not what I expected him to say. “Why?”

“Thomas gave us some letters last night.”

“What letters?”

“We think they are from your uncle but he removed the seal, you can clearly see on the envelope that he removed them. The handwriting looks the same as the ones you gave us.” I nod my head at a loss for words. “We’ll do as you asked. The guys and I won’t step in or even try to help but if nothing comes of this meeting Saturday, then come Monday morning Nexus will learn real fast who’s pet you really are.” I balk at him as he turns and walks away. I watch him cross the lot and don’t miss how every girl glares at me for arriving with Vox, then the instant they return their gaze to him they eye fuck him like he is a piece of meat!

The sight of Nicole and her cheer sluts chasing after him has me clenching my fists and my teeth aching from grinding them so fucking hard.

Oh fuck.

Am I jealous?

“Argh!” I groan. I am and that notion has me wanting to bang my fucking head against a wall.

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