Chapter 12
REID
We slept again at her dad’s house that night, though sleep was a relative term, at least for me. I could barely sleep at all, no matter how hard I tried.
I lay with my arms around Allara, watching the dawn creep over the horizon outside and listening to the sounds of the birds rustling in the trees.
A hundred thoughts raced through my head.
I couldn’t shake the constant, nagging fear that Allara would get hurt.
I wouldn’t allow myself to contemplate the possibility that I might lose her.
For good this time.
I had one shred of hope on my side.
I knew that if Allara was facing death at Jaime’s hands, I could step in and offer myself as her champion. I would face execution, and she would be safe.
It may not be her ideal outcome, but it was a hell of a lot better than
