Rich

Rich

I know Emerald is up to something, but I can’t figure out what it is. When I saw Devon and Nate earlier today, and they said that she had gone for a walk, I was suspicious. I knew Helm was too. I have no idea how she convinced those two that she was really going for a walk. I couldn’t sense anything wrong when she came back, and she seemed to be in a good mood at dinner that night. I gave her a look and got a sweet smile in return. I don’t buy that sweet smile for a minute. That sweet innocent smile might fool the others but not me.

“What do you think she is up to?” Helm asked.

“I don’t know but she is definitely up to something,” I answer.

Helm, Malachi, and I are sitting out back, relaxing by the pool. We are watching the women lounge around. I am kind of bummed because Sam had to go back to Alpha Jackson's territory for a few days to deal with some shit. Well, those few days have turned into a week, and I miss him. I feel someone hug me from behind, and I look