Warped Minds (Boys of Briar Hall Book 4) by Elena Lawson

Author:Elena Lawson [Lawson, Elena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Petal and Thorn Books
Published: 2022-08-29T16:00:00+00:00

The broken pair of us used one another to stay standing as we walked back down the long hall toward the elevators. I choked on a breath, seeing my father standing behind the nurse in the box as the doors closed.

Not fucking real.

I squeezed Rook’s arm, feeling how solid he was. This was real. I tried to make my tired mind remember the difference.

“Where did Grey go?” I asked.

Rook licked his lips, running his teeth over the piercing at the edge of his mouth. “Gone to tell Diesel what’s up. We’re headed down there now.”

His hand trembled where I held it in the crook of my elbow. I squeezed it, but the tremble didn’t quit. “Are you okay?”

A dark laugh passed his lips. “Am I okay?”

“That’s what I asked.”

He went from licking dry lips to biting them, his dark eyes downcast. A knot between his brows. He looked so pale, I realized. The hollows below his eyes were beyond normal Corvus levels and that was saying something.

Tonight, he looked like the Ghost. Not me. I wondered how long it’d been since he slept. If it was me, I wouldn’t have wanted to sleep until I knew he was safe.

Scratch that, I wouldn’t sleep.

At all.

I pulled him to a stop, making him turn his attention to me. Rook looked down at me with a question in his eyes. Deep brown overtaken with iris’ blacker than I’d ever seen them.

My hand found his chest beneath the leather jacket he wore, and I pressed into him, needing him to feel me. To know that I was here and safe. That he could relax the tension I could sense all over his body. Pulling his shoulders tight. Flexing in his legs and up and down his tatted arms. He was wound tighter than a fucking top.

“I’m here, now,” I muttered. “You can breathe.”

Humoring me, he took a long, slow breath, but it came out shaky, and when he bent his head to mine, pressing our foreheads together, I felt the cadence of his heart beating against my palm.

A thundering gallop in his chest.

I gasped, pulling him closer, putting my ear to his chest, listening to make sure I wasn’t mistaken. The insane speed of his pulse thump-thumped against my cheek like a cheetah at full sprint.

When I pulled away, I could see it written all over his face. The guilt and shame. The pain. The fear.

“What did you do?”

He looked away, his jaw grinding.

He wasn’t going to get off that fucking easy. I snatched his hand and dragged him the few yards down the hall to a door labeled ‘Supply Closet,’ opening it and shoving him inside. I closed the door behind us.

“Where is it?”

He didn’t even bother trying to deny it, instead his gaze tracked to his left pocket, and I dug into it, coming up with a small ball of foil.

Hot tears burned in my eyes as I clenched it in my fist. “Why?”

“I needed it—”

“That’s bullshit.”

He bristled, still unwilling to look me in the eyes.

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