Chapter 65. Savannah’s Trick

Liam’s POV

“Savannah!” I husked, panic setting in as I tried to figure out a way to escape the bathroom.

Savannah blocked the doorway and there were no visible escape routes in this place, no window or grates in the ceiling I could see. Shit.

This was a nightmare, why couldn’t I just have stayed at home and boil in my own anger, this is why I never let myself get too drunk. I lost my inhibitions easily and allowed myself to become Fenris’ puppet.

Savannah walked toward me, a sly smirk on her full lips “The last time I saw you,” she paused as she stopped directly in front of me “Was the night you murdered my Mother, you and your little bitch.”

She wasn’t wrong, the night Savannah escaped was after we killed Evelyn. My eyes studied her and as she brushed her hair away from her shoulders, my gaze sunk to her chest. She wore a low cut pale pink dress, and on her skin appeared to be a tattoo spreading across her collarbone and down into the depths of