Dariel’s [POV]

“So, when are you going to tell me about the friends I’m getting a feeling aren’t friends at all?” Aden’s hazel gaze swings from me to Kade and back again.

Kade doesn’t even look up as his fingers fly across his laptop. He’s still in the same hunched position he’s been in for the last four hours. If it’s uncomfortable, he’s showing no sign of it. “Nothing to tell.”

Aden focuses his attention on me. “Dariel?”

I dart a glance at the ...