Chapter 65 Chapter 65 Brooklyn After all the effort I went through to find sdinner, I end up picking at it all night, the food not tasting quite right ever since I realized what was going on in the basement.
This world is so confusing to me. On one hand, there's so much beauty to it-the two days spent at the stables were sof the happiest moments of my life.
But everything that happened last night-and now, knowing what happened downstairs-what still might be going on...
I'm so uncomfortable, knowing that I'm living in a world where the happy parts are bought with violence and pain.
Eventually, I drift into an uncomfortable sleep. I had hoped that Hudson might cby, talk to me, maybe put my mind at east. But he never showed up.
I'm restless all night, waking up at every perceived noise.
I must have fallen into ssort of deep slumber, though, because when someone shakes my shoulder, I'm suddenly awake, gasping, shocked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHow the hell did they get into my room withoutwaking up? I spin in my sheets, terrified, my eyes adjusting to see a dark figure crouched there.
I cringe back, but stop when I hear a soft, familiar shushing sound.
"Shh, shh, Baby Brooklyn, it's all right," Jayde says, putting her hands on my shoulders.
"Jayde!" I cry, sitting straight up in bed, instantly awake.
She turns her head towards the door at my noise, worried, and puts a finger to her lips, shushing me.
As her face is turned, the light from the window falls on her face, revealing a deep bruise starting along her cheekbone, under her eye. Her lip is swollen, too, a little cut down its left side.
"Jayde," I say more softly, reaching out towards her face.
She flinches away frombut then works to put on a smile. I can see that it takes effort.
"What happened to you," I ask, but in the pit of my stomach, I know.
"Don't worry about it, baby," she says, givinga truer smile now. "How are you, are you okay?" "Me," I say, aghast. "Jayde, you—" "Brooklyn," she says seriously, cuttingoff, "we don't have a lot of time. Tellare you alright?" Surprised by the question, I nod. "Sure, Jayde. I'm fine." "Okay, sweetheart," she says, putting a hand on my cheek.
"I'm going to go away for a while," she continues, glancing back at the door over her shoulder. "But I couldn't leave without saying goodbye to you." Worry collects in my stomach and my chest as I study her face. "Where are you going? Why-" "I just gotta get out of here," she says, working again to keep the fear off of her face, but I can tell by her quickening words that her tis growing short.
"Jayde, did he " "Don't worry about it," she says, trying to smile again, though there are tears in her eyes.
"Just stay on his good side, okay? He won't do anything to you if you do what he says. Lie if you have to -just..." she hesitates now, "do what you need to do to survive. But at every turn, let him think he has the upper hand. His Alpha side can't handle anything else." Tears start in my eyes now. I open my mouth to speak but she interruptsagain.
"Don't do that, little cousin," she says, givinga broad smile, wincing when it pulls at the cut on her lip. "I'm all right. Just like said I'm getting out of here "So it's true?" I ask, wiping the tears from beneath my eyes. "You're really my cousin?" "Of course," she says, putting a hand on my cheek. "I knew you the instant I saw you in that kitchen downstairs knew you were our little Baby Brooklyn." I bite my lip against my emotions, struggling to keep from crying.
My cousin, here all this time, taking care ofand I didn't know.
"But he...he didn't know?" I ask.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe shakes her head at me.
"Were you were you spy-" "Don't ask questions, Brooklyn," she says seriously, "that you don't want to know the answer to." I snap my mouth shut, not really knowing, now, whether or not I want to know.
"Listen, baby," she says, reaching into the pocket of her jeans. "I need you to do something for me. As family." She produces a little note, pushing it into my hand. I stare down at it.
"I need you to get this to your dad," she says quietly.
"To-to Lennox?" I ask, looking up at her again, surprised.
"No, Brooklyn," she says, pursing her lips sarcastically. "I want you to take it to Stephen, your other dad."
My eyes search her face as she hits me, jokingly, upside the head. "Don't be stupid. Of course to Lennox."" "Jayde NS say, my eyes widening. "I don't know if I can. That's so dangerous. If Aden="
"Please, baby," she says, true I'm pleading in her eyes. "I know what I asking you to do, and wouldn't ask it if it wasn't so important. L promise you, I promise-no one you love will be hurt by you doing this. Okay?" I bite my lip, considering it. Jayde backs away from me, leaving the note in my hand.
"I'm going to leave it with you," she says. "And if you want to flush the note down the toilet understand. I'll be disappointed." She givesa stern, sisterly look then. "But will understand." She puts her hands together like she's praying and backs towards the door.
"Jayde," I whisper, "please, stay. Just tellwhat's going on." "I have to go baby," she whispers, her hand on the knob now. "He-he doesn't know I got out. They're going to clooking for me." My eyes go wide at that she'd been a prisoner?? My god, what did she do? And what did he do to her for her transgressions? "I love you, Brooklyn," Jayde says, pressing her hand to her heart and looking atwith real affection in her eyes.
"I'll see you again sometI promise. But now I have to go." She blowsa kiss and slips out the door, closing it behind her.