I chewed on my nails. My encounter with Damon not only riled me up but also confirmed my suspicion.
Damon knows I'm after the Queen's position. It's too early for him to know, and this could ruin everything.
The sound of the door grabbed my attention. Drevon walked into the room and halted his attempts to take off his jacket when he found me on the couch near the window.
"Eloise, it's late, you should be sleeping."
"Is it?" I look at the sky, and the stars are up already. "I didn't know."
He walked to me in a heartbeat. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," I replied, but it was a stupid answer because I was far from that.
Drevon sat beside me, hand snaking my waist and pulling me close. His silence was enough to tell that he wasn't convinced about my reply.
"What if your brother finds out about our plan? Doesn't that put everything in jeopardy?"
Drevon tipped his head, staring in space briefly. "I want him to find out."
I froze. "What do you mean?"
