Hale POV

<strong>HOURS EARLIER</strong>

“Hale, what are you doing?” Damian asked, walking into my room. Looking up from my desk, I gestured to the papers and laptop in front of me.

“Working on my thesis, what does it look like I’m doing?”

A groan left my brother as he rolled his eyes, as if me doing homework irritated him. In reality, that wasn’t my plan tonight, but in order to do what I wanted, I had to make sure that ...