Chapter Twenty-One

I never showed up for dinner that Sunday, Shelley had sent me a text at four pm and I’d met her outside at four thirty. I answered my father’s fifth phone call at nine pm when Shelley had finally left, leaving scratch marks on my back and my legs a little weak.

My bed, the sofa and the sideboard in my room had truly been broken in after her visit. Link had said nothing as we ate cereal the next morning and I owed my parents a visit. My mother wasn’t happy and Chase had only laughed when I told him the real reason I had missed dinner.

I had my first lair meeting that evening and I was slightly nervous about speaking to all those people that didn’t know me and whom I didn’t know. I had members that I’d never met before and now I’d bombard them with changes and new rules.

The lair’s main business aspects comprised of nothing. I was shocked too. Andrew had lived off of taxing his members so much that they were suffering and he was living in luxury. That was one of the first things I was g