บททั้งหมดของ FATED ESCAPE : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

My intention to tell Mack about her attempt to kill me goes right out of the window. “Yes. She has. So, like your father, maybe it’ll help if I’m not here so much. I’d still come back to the house in the afternoon to talk to my father.”Even though I wish I could stay at Adela’s house and not return until Connall and my father have left, it isn’t fair for me to abandon Mack to deal with everything on his own. What I’m doing is already making me feel guilty as it is.Sighing, Mack scrubs a hand over his face. “What is it?”“Family,” he murmurs. “Just family.”I move close enough that I can tuck myself under his shoulder. “I’m sorry. If it’s any consolation, I think mine is just as bad as yours.”He offers me a tired smile. “Yeah, I got that. I still can’t believe he didn’t tell you about Shane and Bree.”I shrug as if it doesn’t matter. Although the pain isn’t as sharp as it was when I initially found out, that doesn’t mean it’s gone. “With hindsight, it kind of makes sense for him. A

Over a meal of lasagne and salad that Adela and I made, all my efforts to ground myself crumble under the pressure of my father’s pointed remarks about me failing to live up to the Boone reputation, and Connall making sly digs at my expense despite Mack’s repeated attempts to stop him.Faith doesn’t look at me, and Tina doesn’t either. I get why Faith wants nothing to do with me, even if she did try to kill me, but it hurts that Tina is treating me the same way.I doubt she’s the only one of my packmates who thinks I’m failing in my role as Luna by staying with Adela. No one will say it. Not Chris, who’s busy eating, or Warren, or Penny talking with Faith as Mack talks to Adela, but I’m sure they’re all thinking it.By the time we’ve all eaten and are outside, all shifted and ready for the pack run, the only place I want to run is right back to Adela’s.Although Mack and I tried to talk earlier, two minutes later our fathers were back to snapping at each other, which meant we couldn’t

After climbing the stairs and entering the room, I close the door behind me and move to sit with my back against the wall, my legs stretched out in front of me and a stuffed yellow bear cradled against my belly.With no idea whether this baby is going to be a boy or a girl, we’ve tried to stay neutral with a soft buttercup yellow paint for the walls, a white crib that I watched Mack build, and a matching baby changing table and dresser set up on the wall near the window.As the window overlooks the backyard, I hear Faith laughing as Mack explains his gardening process. My attempt at tuning it out goes so miserably that I regret not escaping into the forest.I know this is Mack being friendly so Faith will open up about why she’s come to Winter Lake in pain, but that doesn’t make it any easier to listen to when I also know how easy Mack is to love.When there’s a soft knock at the door, I turn to it with a smile. “You can come in, Moses.”A second later, the familiar lean figure of the

“The only time I can get five minutes alone with you is away from here. So we’re going out there.” He speed-dials someone, and a second later I hear Bennett’s voice on the other line. “Bennett. I need you here. Yeah, right now.”Bemused, I blink up at him. “Uh, Mack?”He tugs me from the room. “Let’s go.”I trail him down the stairs. “But where are we going?” “Somewhere no one will disturb us.”“And that place is…?”Before he can respond, Connall steps through the back door, his eyes going straight to Mack. “Oh, there you are. I need—”Mack doesn’t hesitate to cut him off. “Not now. I’m busy.”Connall’s eyes slide over to me and narrow with suspicion. “I see, so she’s been telling tall tales, has she?”My back stiffens at the mocking tone of his voice. But I don’t get a chance to speak. Mack beats me to it. “Da, considering I didn’t even invite you here, you should stop before I show you the way out.”Connall’s lips curve. “I see, and you plan on using force to do it.”Mack falls sil

If nothing else can convince me to go, that does, because she’s right. Today is the day my father promised he’d leave, which means I at least have something to be excited about.But not about Moses leaving. I would rather he stayed, even though I know he never would. It isn’t only because he has Lucy waiting for him back in Minnesota, but because he has responsibilities as well. He’d never walk away from those. Not even for me.So I head for the bathroom to shower and dress, conscious that Mack has had hours to come to terms with my uncontrolled power, and that today, he may not be as understanding as he was yesterday.I don’t even make it into the house.That sounds like Mack has kicked me out or refused to let me in, but that couldn’t be further from the truth since he’s the one leading me by the hand away from it. “Mack, what are—”“No questions,” he interrupts me as he continues to lead us through the forest.“What about the bag? Can I ask about that?” I ask, my eyes going to the