Chapter 29 | Staying The Night

FRANCESCA

Hours had passed, and night had fallen. The strange guy I had come to know as Trent pulled his car to the front of a moderately looking wooden house.

Well, after passing several trees to get here.

The moon could not be found tonight, and the sky looked quite cloudy as I stepped down from the car.

"Like it?" Trent asked out of nowhere.

I gave him a weird look, and he recomposed himself.

What does he think this is? A picnic or vacation together? Well, I couldn't blame him much. It was my fault for taking him hostage and shutting him off completely from who I am.

The only thing he knew was that the Alpha king wanted me. Badly.

And I am surprised he hasn't run off by now, even when I stopped pointing the gun at him.

I dug my hands into my jacket pockets and used my eyes to signal Trent to move first since he was more familiar with this place.

Quietly, he did just that.

But it didn't last much longer before he started blabbing his mouth.

"You see, this used to be my late grandmot