*Hale*

"Something isn't right," Declan said, frowning.

"What do you mean?" I demanded.

"I think we should be looking into what that scumbag said. There has to be something to it. I know he tried to say a lot to rattle us, but his little remark about Amara? He meant something by that." Declan sat down in the desk chair and started typing away.

I was tired of the doubt. I was tired of the distance I forced between Amara and myself. I wanted things to ...