40

~Brielle

I’ve never been so frightened in my life.

It’s not everyday you’re led downstairs by two Alpha’s who could turn and kill you at any moment if they felt like it. Kaden has one arm, Asher has the other, taking me down the steps as quickly as they can. I can hardly believe they think I’m a traitor, but I suppose that makes sense. Perhaps someone came past the door when it was ajar and noticed Chase and I in there.

“You can’t trust Ren, I promise you that,” I tell them, as they lead me promptly down the hallway. They must be taking me away from everyone else upstairs, right into the depths of this manor where I’m alone, and no one can hear me.

“After this, you’ll never want anything to do with that freak again,” Kaden comments.

I’m assuming they mean Chase. As much as I want to hate them for saying that, I don’t, since they know nothing about him. I thought the same thing before I met him. Somehow I doubt Chase will be as forgiving as me.

They lead me into the old servants