Chapter 593

• The tone made him feel better, it probably shouldn’t have, but it did, mostly for his sake because if she’d gotten any more upset by it, someone was going to pay with their blood. Vesper fucking Hughes was on the top of the list for prime sacrifice. Five or six years ago? She would have barely been through her first shift. Fuck. He didn’t know when he’d become such as sappy moron, but if she could share that with him, then he owed her some truth too. He hit the brakes and slid to the side of the road. Slamming it into park, he turned and looked at her. “I know your father is an asshole because I’m not allowed to step foot on your clan’s land ever again.” He watched the questions form on her face, “my mother and sister are part of that clan, but if I want to see them, we have to meet somewhere else.”
• “Carson.” She said it softly with recognition in her voice. “You’re that guy.”
• Tripp smirked and then sobered, “well, if you mean that guy that dared to call out your father for his bullshit, then yeah, I’m him.”