Chapter 42

Elijah:

I ran my fingers through Anastasia’s hair, gently untangling a few of her curls as we sat on the floor while she checked the security cameras on her laptop.

Having gotten her clothes from the house. She was now wearing jeans and a normal t-shirt rather than the dress she was originally here with.

Aunt Nikita, Iris, and dad on the couch inside the office. Iris scrolled through her phone, dad was mindlessly annoyed by the fact that we got him out of the house and the fact that he was without his bottle of whiskey, and Aunt Nikita kept shaking her legs as she worried about Verone’s presence.

No one knew why she was afraid and I didn’t explain the main issue as I didn’t want to break the respect this family had for one another. However, judging by Iris’s expression, I knew that she was still angry with me about our earlier conflict.

“I swear this man turns into an ant when he doesn’t want anyone to see him” Blake snapped. He entered the office and shook his head at Anastasia “and