Queen Crow: Queen Crow #3 by J Bree

Author:J Bree [Bree, J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Atticus

The beeping is constant.

Even before I have the energy to open my eyes, it’s the first thing I become aware of. The next thing is the constant hum of machines and talking and life around me, everything is still ticking along even though I can’t fucking move. I don’t know how long I’m stuck like that, drifting in and out of awareness, but eventually my eyes actually open when I command them to.

Ash Beaumont is sitting at my bedside.

He isn’t my first choice of people to wake up to, he doesn’t even make it into the top five, but at least I’m not dead.

I have very patchy ideas of where I am and how I got here. I have no sense of how much time has passed, or what has happened since I’ve been out.

My last memories come flooding back into me as Ash leans forward in the seat, his eyes critical as he takes in the damage the bullet to my chest did.

Avery.

Avery was taken, locked in a glass cage, and fought her way out of there because there’s never going to be a cage that could contain her, and then I got to her. The bulletproof vest. The call of everything being clear and then the gunshot.

Avery.

“She’s alive. She’s alive and well. I can already see you freaking the fuck out about her. It’s a very distinct look you get and it’s at least half of the reason I fucking loathe you.”

I can’t move anything except my eyes, glancing around the room again before I take him in properly. He’s dressed casually in a pair of dark jeans and biker boots, a band tee with Morrison’s tattooed face on it, and a leather jacket slung over his shoulders—he looks like a very polished version of a Mounty kid. All of his time with Lips and the other degenerates is rubbing off on him.

These little pieces of information mean nothing right now because I’m completely at his mercy.

If he wanted to kill me now, there’s no stopping him.

His eyes are the same shade of blue as Avery’s, but the icy-cold edge of them cuts into me the second he flicks them back over to me, his casual derision an insult to even the strongest man. “You have always been everything to her. I hate it. I hate that you’re a Crawford and you have that sort of hold over her. If I could burn you out from under her skin, I’d do it. If there was any way to get rid of you without hurting her, it would already be done.”

I barely have control over my eyelids, there’s no way I’m going to be able to answer him, to tell him of all of the ways that I would destroy myself rather than hurt her.

Except I have hurt her.

I have and I just keep on hurting her with all of the ways that she grew up differently than I ever expected. Better, because this girl isn’t some pretty little society girl.

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