I looked down at his hand on my wrist. I reached into my purse and retrieved my eyeliner pencil, then turned his hand so that I could write on his palm.
"Here’s my number," I said, returning his smile. Then I turned and walked away.
As I was approaching the exit, my phone buzzed. I pulled it out and looked at the screen, seeing a text from an unknown number. I opened it, and my heart fluttered slightly as I saw the words: Your fiancé.
I felt confident now that Alexander had agreed to work with me. There was no way I was going to lose my pack to David. There was no way I was going to lose my family to him.
I would make sure that he and Amanda paid for everything they had done to me.
The first time I had lived through all of this, I trusted them completely. I thought the
