Chapter 63. A Setup

[Elise’s Pov]

I stare at the bar in front of me, understanding completely why Anasastia wanted to meet Denali here. Since it was located on the poorer side of town, the people who frequented these places were d**g lords and criminals.

“Sneaky, sneaky.” I giggle, straightening my skirt. “But not sneaky enough.”

Putting a look of innocence on my face, I begin to move, heading into the building, which wreaks of alcohol and stale smoke. Once inside, I look around until I spot her sitting in a booth while sipping on some fruity drink.

Doing my best impression of Denali, I make my way toward her and then take a seat while she watches me.

Only when I’m settled does she give me a smile that gives me the creeps.

“I’m so glad you came.” Anastasia beams. “I wasn’t sure if you would.”

“Of course I came.” I counter, smiling gently. “How could I ignore my dear sister when she reached out?”

“And here I thought you forgot all about me after taking ove