Chapter 40

• ELEANOR
• I felt a strange tug in my chest at the mention of his name. Easton. The memory of our first and last interaction was not exactly one to write home about, neither the start or end of it was pleasant and it ended with me rejecting him -quite rudely, now that I thought about it.
• Jasmine sounded confident in her description of him, the information I had just supplied, one that said he hated Zane a lot, probably just as much as I did. I knew we did not part on friendly terms, but I wouldn't mind seeking his favor and getting on his good side if it really did happen that his hate for Zane would be enough to have him join forces with me to take that brute down.