Chapter 234

FEYRE

Losing consciousness has become a second skin to me. That is my first thought when I wake up and find myself looking up at the ceiling. I pick myself up from the ground, craning my neck from side to side until I release the cramp.

The man is still lying face down on the mattress. He looks dead but just to be sure, I check his pulse. He doesn't have any. That doesn't stop me from snapping his neck—even if he was dead, I would rather be sure.

I've seen enough movies to know leaving him here will be a bad idea. And I don't want to risk anything happening to either me or Zade. We have come this far.

Now, we just have to deal with his psychopath father.

Finding where they are isn't hard. I let his scent lead me to him.

I don't see the woman that looks like me or the man that is with her. In fact, there isn't anyone to stop me and it almost feels too easy, but I'm not about to complain.

After what Zade and I have been through these past few