RYDEN

 “If you’re so suicidal to fight Alec tomorrow why didn’t you just slash their throats when you got the chance?” she said harshly. Her gaze grew serious.

 I groaned in exasperation. “I have plans, Amelia. Don’t worry, it will work.”

 “And what is it?” She glared at me before getting into the passenger’s seat. “You’re acting out of anger. You’re illogical.”

 “I can’t tell you right now.” I joined her back in the car.

 She shook her head in ...