Semua Bab Let Me Go, Ex Husband: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Arielle's POVMy head is throbbing under the harsh lights of the medical ward, and I can’t tell if it’s the way Haylee Wolf has propped herself against the doorframe that makes it throb even more. I never thought I'd see her again so soon, not with Aiden lurking protectively behind her. The perfect little reunion.“Arielle,” Aiden says, evenly, in a tone of voice that is neutral. "How are you feeling?"“Better,” I get out, my throat rough from my performance the day before. The cuts and bruises that parade over my body are real, but not served to me quite as I’ve professed."Good enough to talk?" Will asks, joining the group uninvited into the room. She eyes me with a clinical detachment, searching for my soft spot. She’s even more intimidating than I remember back when Aiden used to talk about her years before.I nod, shifting against the pillows, grimacing with intention. "I didn't think I would see you around here," I tell HAYLEE—the first one to really come out of my mouth since I

Haylee's POVHe nods, conceding the point. “Are you at least going to stay for food? It would be a good sign to the pack if we stood as one.”“For the boys,” I concur grudgingly.But the sit-down dinner is a study in restraint. With great difficulty, I engage in small talk, smile when I'm supposed to, and do my best not to acknowledge just how easily Arielle’s settled right back into pack business. She’s at one end of the table, but she dominates the scene, especially when she is feeding rapt hearers sanitized versions of her “captivity.”“You’re grinding your teeth,” Aiden murmurs between courses."Am I?" I relax my jaw consciously.What is it about her that scares you?”Part of me wants to deflect, but the truth will out. She has it all too easy. The tears, the story line, the convenient memory lapses. Six years is a long time to be held hostage without picking up anything worthwhile about your kidnappers.“Trauma does a number on memory,” he says. “And she did offer some specifics.

Haylee's POVI cannot sleep as I tread to and fro in our rooms, the moonlight throwing an anvil shadow upon the ground. Aiden went to look into the security breach hours ago and I can't get the note off my" She didn't even have time to finish her sentence before I threw a bag over her head and permitted her only one breath of air. She Is Not What She Says She Is. The words reverberate in my mind, leaving questions for which I do not have answers.I look in on the twins again, for the third time in an hour. They sleep soundly, oblivious to the threats they may face. Kael’s thrown his covers off, as he does, one arm flung dramatically across the pillow. Lior is still curled on his side, hugging the carved-wood wolf Aiden made for him. I spread the blankets over them, and smooth the hair off their foreheads."Mom?" Lior’s sleepy voice makes me jump. "Is something wrong?"“No, sweetie,” I whisper, running my fingers through his hair. "Go back to sleep.""You're fretting," he murmurs, eye

Haylee's POVThe smell of betrayal is one you don’t soon forget.I stop in the hall and look to watch Arielle walk out of the twins room. Frankly, something about her movements — sneaky and swift, shoulders hunched — sends an alert signal through my body. She’s been spending too much time with my children lately.” And every time I look up there she is, hovering near them with that solicitous smile, tinkering with a stack of books nearby, say, or straightening a framed photo on the window ledge, her smile settling across her face like soft gauze, not quite reaching her eyes."Luna Haylee." A youthful wolf servant dips her head in passing. "Is everything alright?"“Fine,” I reply without thinking and the truth is, nothing has been fine since finding Aiden’s note yesterday. The images had been seared into my mind: *Arrangements made. Just you give the boys and me the high sign an’ we’ll be out. X must not suspect. A note I never wrote.Imprinting my face with a neutral expression, I wal

Haylee's POVI'm running through the forest, my feet barely touching the earth, blood pounding in my ears. Every maternal instinct inside me is shouting at me to transform, to let my wolf loose to rip through the woods even faster, but I remind myself that I’m human. Saving my boys requires strategy, not just speed.“The northeast entrance is the most exposed,” Marcus says as our strike team gathers at the edge of our stretch of woods. “But we have a better view of the temple grounds from the west.”"How many guards?" wear silver daggers on your belt?” Aiden inquires.“Three patrols of two,” reports one scout, bursting from the shadows. “They are not trying to disguise themselves. TaliaJacoya Almost like they’re leading us to go.“It’s a trap,” I tell her, the twin bond pulsing in my chest, and it hurts. "But we have no choice."Then, Aiden looks me in the eyes. intense, serious Aiden's eyes looks into my, determined, with fire in his eyes. "We split up. Two teams. I will go with the