[Elena's POV]

Jake stared at his uncle, completely frozen.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He was arrogant when he was alone with me, but in front of Noah, he was nothing but a scared kid.

"I asked you a question, Jake," Noah said. His voice was calm, but the heavy threat behind it made the air in the hallway feel freezing cold.

"No," Jake finally managed to choke out.

He gripped the joystick of his wheelchair so hard his knuckles turned white. But his bruised ego couldn't just ...