Chapter 72

FEYRE

I'd told her I was going to go and call Asher.

I'm not going to tell him about the kiss, I just wanted to talk to someone from my pack.

I feel like my life is falling apart, I need a semblance of control which I can't find here.

Delilah is sweet but she reminds me of her alpha, even if they share no facial resemblance. Just knowing she is related to him is enough.

I asked her about the blueprints and she confirmed that she had to ask him for it. I only facepalmed when she asked if there was a problem and if she wasn't supposed to tell him.

"I just came to deliver this from the alpha—" the hairs on the back of my neck stand "Lucien."

It feels like ice water has been dumped on me.

I reach out to take the garment bag he'd left in the hallway. No surprise I didn't notice it.

I walk to my bed and place it down gently. When I go back to Dylan, I see him holding three shopping bags with designer names.

A shiver rolls down my