Chapter 115. Trap

ARDEN

It was still dark when I arrived.

The sky was still blanketed in heavy indigo, the horizon just beginning to tint the edges with gray. The sun hadn’t risen, but I knew it wouldn’t be too long. I’d left under the veil of nightfall and ran straight through, crossing into the South without alerting anyone.

The cold air bit through my jacket, but I barely noticed. My boots crunched against dry soil and brittle grass as I stepped through the woods, deeper into enemy territory, toward the one place I never thought I’d return to.

The cabin.

My breath caught in my throat.

Of all places, this was where he brought her? Did Mr. Winters know that this place was already imprinted into my memory? That Cade and I had once stood in this exact spot when we began to uncover the cracks in everything?

Probably not. He thought he was always ten steps ahead.

I clenched my fists.

But before I could take another step forward, a voice rang out from