Chapter 39 — Zebrik’s POV
We left the hospital en route to the Hall. I needed to talk to Abby about this woman. She was, after all, in the same group that had just tried to assassinate her.
Without missing a beat, Abby turned to face me, one hand planted firmly on her hip.
“Do you really think I don’t realize that?” Her voice cracked like a whip.
It caught me off guard. “Realize what?”
“That she was part of the group that tried to kill me. Why are you talking in third person like I’m not here?”
I stared at her, completely perplexed. “Abby, I was thinking it, not saying it out loud.”
Her gaze was unreadable for a beat… then her lips curled into a wicked smile.
“Well, apparently, mind reading is one of my gifts.”
Awkward. The word rolled right off my lips, and I heard Atrous laughin
