Chapter Twenty-Three
Fox
“Can I ride over with you?” I asked Bella as Gracen escorted Yellow away to walk her to her car.
I didn’t want to be apart from her, not for even a minute right now. I felt too raw and shredded by what I’d just learned. And besides, I was worried I might go on a violent killing spree of the one-man kind if I left her side.
“What?” she asked, staring after her brother walking away with El.
I shook my head, still trying to adjust to the fact that Gray was El’s Twelve. I’d been right to describe him as a pretty boy. And she’d been right to think he reminded her of me. We’d been raised together; we probably had a lot of similar core values and ideas. Hell, we both even sang in the car to songs on the radio.
Damn, I really should’ve gotten a clue when she told me
