Chapter 47

Lola

I’m not sure Jasmine’s and my training regimen includes Saturdays, but I figured it’s worth a shot.

Waving a quick hello to Dina, I head to the back door of the kitchen, ready for the light jog on the lodge. 

Surprisingly, I’ve barely made it out of the door when my father appears in the doorway.

He looks exhausted. There are deep circles under his eyes, and for a man with a pretty regular 5 o’clock shadow, the reality that he hasn’t shaved since the feast makes him look disheveled and slightly dangerous.

I pull the earbud out of my ear.

“Dad?”

“Where are you going?” His voice was gravel.