Delicate Revenge: A Dark Secret Society Romance (Breaking Belles) by Alta Hensley & Stasia Black

Author:Alta Hensley & Stasia Black [Hensley, Alta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-12-12T16:00:00+00:00

12

BELLAMY

That selfish son of a bitch. That night he walked out the door two weeks ago, I didn’t even know if he left the Trials for good or if he was coming back. I barely slept at all, and him waltzing back in the next morning didn’t make things any better.

Because… did he apologize? Acknowledge he’d been an ass or try to work things out with me at all?

No. No, he did not. He just sat down at his desk in the corner and opened his laptop, looking totally fresh and completely unperturbed. He barely even looked my way, like he was the one who had the right to be pissed off at me.

Well, I wasn’t the queen bitch of my high school for nothing. He thought he could ice me out?

Ha.

I was the ice master.

So the next two weeks were quite… cold between us.

He wouldn’t give. I wasn’t about to budge. So we settled into a cool politeness. And the Elders were apparently on vacation, because it had been a dry spell in terms of Trials too.

Which was fine. Totally fine with me. Great, actually. I was just putting in my time here, and every day that passed was one more off the ticking clock.

Totally, totally fine.

Okay... well, maybe if I was being honest with myself…

I was about to climb the damn walls. I’d never been so bored, or felt so claustrophobic or so horny or frustrated and angry and furious, or wanted to punch things—and there’d been a lot of times in my life when I’d wanted to punch things.

Mainly my dad, after he was dead. But, ya know, that wasn’t copacetic to say once someone was dead.

But I didn’t learn just how bad he’d screwed Mom and me until then, and I couldn’t even punch the bastard. I might’ve been mad at him for that most of all. Living any damn way he pleased and then just ducking out before he ever had to face any of the consequences. Talk about a coward.

They were all the same, weren’t they?

I narrowed my eyes on Emmett, working away in the corner like always, when a knock came at the door.

I leapt off the bed if only for something to do and opened the door to Mrs. H. Her face was pale, and she tried for a pleasant smile as she handed a box to me.

“Good luck, dear,” she said and then turned and hurried away down the hall.

Well, crap, if that wasn’t ominous. It was probably just my imagination, but it was like I could feel the residual sting of the tattoo on my hip. It had healed up well, all things considered, but I was still pissed to have their permanent mark on me. It wasn’t like I had money to get it lasered off.

Even if I passed the Trials, I understood the worth of money now and wouldn’t waste it on frivolous shit ever again. No, this was all going to pay debts, and whatever was left

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