BROOKLYN

“Are you sure you’re fine?”

How could I reply to Rowan?

I wasn’t fine. I was literally shaking with fear and uncertainty. Xander was threatening fire and brimstone, and it wasn’t something that could make me sit back and relax.

Worst of all— I couldn’t tell him the truth about Hazel’s paternity.

I forced out the word alongside a weak smile. “Yes.”

But, he didn’t buy it. He knew me too well to tell that I was uptight and bothered.

“I’m not going to ...