Louise
The motorcycle tears through the night, the wind slicing across my cheeks like knives.
"What about Cassandra's earrings?" I scream over the roar of the engine as I cling to Elias's waist for dear life.
He laughs. "Still thinking about that crap?"
"Of course I am!" I yell back. "She’s going to notice I’m gone, call the Council, and tell them I fled with her wedding gifts. We’ll be hunted!."
"No we won't," he says calmly. "Cassandra won't do a damn thing."
I gritted my teeth. Why can't any man see the cruel, ruthless side of Cassandra? Probably because she turns on the charm around them, all sweetness and light. I've given up trying to convince Charlie she's evil. I think on some level he knows, he just doesn't care. He's blinded by his love for her, the same way my brain gets f
