CHAPTER 24
COCO GRIPPED RHYS’S hand as they walked to the cottage. A full moon shone from the cloudless sky, and the dim light cast eerie shadows on the ground. Was that the sound of footsteps behind them? Rhys glanced back, but they were alone on the path. Being honest, he found the castle grounds a bit creepy at night—earlier, he could have sworn he heard a baby crying somewhere—but he also knew the guards worked around the clock to keep the place secure. And he hadn’t seen any of the ghosts Chanté had mentioned.
The cottage opened with a keypad, six digits, and they stepped into the hallway. Thick stone walls kept the place cool even on a warm September evening. In actual fact, “cottage” was something of a misnomer—the guest house was bigger than the entire house on Cardon Street, big
