Chapter 50. Why Didn’t You Tell Me Then? (2)

Caines, Terres Somnia

Sitting in a dingy, dark corner in some hole in the wall place mixing all sorts of liquor to try and reproduce the one time he remembered being drunk, was Prince Aaron Condor. How had he gotten here? It was her fault. He had a good thing going until she came and messed with his schedule.

Aaron’s days had been so packed to the brim since he got home that he had next to no time to think. That was until Emily paid him a visit, stole all his shit and basically blew up his house of cards, like she had a tendency to do.

“Who does she think she is anyway, telling me what I need?” he said to no one in particular.

His cocktail of liquor got him buzzed, but not much else was happening. He couldn’t do to himself what Keira managed to do that night.

Aaron had no idea what was in that glass, but her flirtatious, evil grin wouldn’t leave him be until he chugged it. With her, he never wanted to say no. His arrogance about her being as yet unable