Chapter 24 Taking The Blame
- Prince POV
- Why the hell did he have to be late? Climbing back into the car, I start it with my one good arm. The anger simmering in me twists into something else—pity. Why the fuck do I feel sorry for him? This was all his fault, and I shouldn't feel sorry for Ghost.
- As I pull up to the estate, my father is already there, standing with Salvatore. Their gazes burn into me as I step out of the car.