The Hive Queen: The Veils Universe (Demonic Messes (And Other Annoyances) Book 4) by L.L. Frost

Author:L.L. Frost [Frost, L.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Small Bites
Published: 2023-07-04T16:00:00+00:00

falling apart

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Dread coils in my stomach as Marc shoves his phone back into his pocket, Trent’s voice still hanging in the air.

Amalia has always been stubborn, and she won’t give up that Shard without a fight. Not if she thinks she can defeat the Hive Queen on her own.

Flint’s hands tighten on the book he holds in frustration. “We saw her just this morning!”

Sharpe curses and paces away from the table. “Dammit. Johannsson let her escape right out of his patrol car.”

“Don’t be too hard on Paul.” I reach out to grab his arm. “Locks can’t stop Amalia.”

“But I could have.” Flint thumps a fist on top of one of the books. “She was in our office, right in front of me. She had the Shard the whole time and said nothing, knowing we were both after the same monster.”

“Not the whole time.” Marc scrapes a hand through his chestnut hair, making the strands of gold within shimmer beneath the overhead light. “I saw her picking up the package at The Harbor only a few hours ago.”

Flint whips toward him, accusation in his eyes. “I thought you said you’d only been back in Clearhelm for a couple of hours.”

“I’ve only been home for a couple of hours.” The muscle in his jaw jumps as he clenches his teeth. “I had business to take care of first.”

Flint glares. “What possible business could you have had at The Harbor?”

“Leave it alone, Flint,” Sharpe warns.

Surprised, I glance at him, but his attention is fixed on Marc with a look of sympathy.

Flint’s head snaps back. “Is this about—”

“I don’t owe you an explanation,” Marc cuts in. “What matters is that Amalia only picked up the Shard—” He checks his watch. “—four hours ago.”

“Four hours?” Flint tosses the book back on the table. “How long were you there for?”

“Flint.” A hard edge enters Sharpe’s voice. “Leave it alone.”

“No!” Flint slashes a hand through the air. “We’ve all been busting our asses here while he’s off gallivanting around the world, and now he’s avoiding us even when he is in town?”

“Like hell you’ve been busting your ass.” Marc squares off with Flint. “You’ve buried yourself in the Conservatory project and haven’t done jack shit for us in the last month!”

“The Conservatory is important!” Flint thumps his chest. “What I’m doing has meaning. What you’re doing—”

Marc takes a step toward him. “Your head’s buried so deep in that place that you’ve lost sight of what’s important to your family!”

“Stop!” I step between the two men, a palm on each of their chests. “Please, just stop.”

Marc’s eyes stay locked on Flint. “I’m done.”

My heart squeezes painfully. “Don’t say that.”

He shakes his head, his expression shutting down. “I can’t do this right now. Not if he... No. Just no.”

Turning, he storms toward the hall, narrowly avoiding Anny when she skitters out of his path.

I whip toward Flint. “What did you just do?”

He lifts his chin. “I’m not the one in the wrong here.”

My hands curl into fists, and the fire I took from Marc sizzles to the surface.

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