Book 1: Chapter 64

I lean into Bronx and snuggle into the crook of his arm, draping my arm over his chest. He takes his hand and weakly pats me.

“Baby, I need you to hear me out. Okay?” His voice is still scratchy and quiet.

“Bronx, you need to rest.” I protest.

“Don't worry, she put plenty of morphine in that drip, I'll be asleep soon, but I have to get this out first. Please.”

I sit up so I can look him in the eye.

“I fucked up, Kas. I should have told you what was going on.” He tells me all about his theory of my visions having to do with Ryan and that I needed to be distressed to have one. He thought it was going to be the only way to get ahead of Ryan and stop him from whatever he was planning after the packhouse fire. So he and Milo cooked up an insane plan to trigger a vision and set it into action. They knew the rogue attacks were a distraction being planned by Ryan, but they needed proof.

"The last rogue we interrogated said they were waiting for you to shift so they could alert their mas