“Do you think what they showed us was real? Or just what was meant to screw with us?”
Her eyebrows pull together. “What did you see?”
I open my mouth to speak but shut it. “Something really screwed up that I’m not sure was real. Then it made me kill her,” I say, which is a slight fib. I didn’t have to kill her, I don’t think.
“That’s who you stabbed?”
I nod.
“How did it feel?”
“Not as good as I would have thought.”
Caelynn
Isprint ahead, fastenough to pass by Rev and his friends but not Drake and Kari.
I find the perfect place to jilt left like Drake suggested, but I continue on. Drake thinks he’s controlling this whole thing. He’s setting it up for himself, using everyone’s own desires against themselves and manipulating every piece of this game.
But I’m not going to let him do it.
He very well may be setting me up for a swift fall. So, no, I’m not going to follow his plan. Let him think I was too stupid to follow his instructions.Oops.
Brielle follows the path I noticed but didn’t take. Rev and Rook follow.
Uh huh, they’re definitely in on this plan, and it’s coming into fruition with or without me. My mind is still spinning through so many things.
Do I follow Drake’s scheme and let the fae prince—who openly wants to kill me—die?The Night Bringer would sure be pleased with me.
But what will happen even if I do? Five of us turn against Rev at the well. Then what? Kari said they’d negotiated a truce on my behalf. Until when? When Rev is dead?
Maybe that was Drake’s plan all along. First, he achieves his goal of getting Rev out of the picture. Second, he earns a handsome award and appreciation from some High Court official.
And lastly, with Brielle one hundred and fifty percent against me, there is no way I can swing to another side, I’d be forced to continue my alliance with Kari and Drake or lose.
That would make it three against two.