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Slade
After leaving Chelsey, I went in search of Talia, still furious that she’d been talking trash about me. I knew I should stay far away from the b***h, but she needed to know that she was stepping over the line, once again.
I walked to each of the chambers until I picked up her scent behind one of the heavy doors. It was two floors down from Chelsey’s, which was comforting. I didn’t want Talia anywhere near her, and I’d already decided to stay the rest of the night, guarding her any way that I could. As I raised my hand to knock, my ears picked up the sound of her voice talking to someone on the phone.
“Lucian, they already know something is up between us. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you,” she whispered. “I don’t know, it wasn’t from me.” She paused, listening to him.
