CHAPTER 30
Charley opened her eyes. Salmon-colored, tulip-patterned wallpaper covered the walls. She looked at the bedside marble tabletop on her right, where the picture of her parents sat. She was home, in her bedroom. But why? And why did her body hurt like holy hell?
Her face and mouth felt swollen, and her side felt as if it was on fire. Cutler. He had almost beaten the life out of her. The dirty bastard. Now he was dead. Morgan had killed him.
Charley closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. Her heart tightened, and tears filled her eyes. Her father, Billy, and Omega. All of them dead because of Cutler. She was glad he was dead, but furious he hadn’t suffered more.
Her door opened. Charley met her mother’s eyes.
“Darling, you’re awake.” Constance walked to the bed, leaning ove
