Chapter 48. Poisoned

“Come in,” Zion called from the other side of the door, and I pushed it open. I decided to take their advice and confront him myself. This was risky because he might end up not telling me and move whatever he was hiding before I could find out, but I could no longer act as though I didn't care because curiosity was killing me.

“Hey, sweetheart, do you need anything?” Zion stood up from his seat and walked around the table to place a kiss on my lips and forehead before drawing me into his arms.

“Definitely not your kisses or hugs,” I laughed when he only squeezed me tighter instead of giving me a reply.

“You need it, sweetheart,” I pulled away from him to flick him on his forehead.

“Stop being a brat,” I mused.

“Fine. What do you want? Is something wrong with you?” he asked.

“No, I'm fine,” I pushed past him to take a seat, because somehow I felt I needed to sit to discuss this.

“Something’s wrong?” He dragged the chair beside me so it was no