Fangs, Fate & Other Bad Decisions novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117

A chill runs through me at the shift in his tone, and I can feel the change in the atmosphere. Thane’s posture, relaxed a moment ago, is now rigid, and I know it’s not just because of Griffin. Something’s happening. Something serious.

Then, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world, Thane rises from his seat and strolls over to where I’m standing. Reaching me, he leans down and places the lightest of kisses on my forehead before murmuring against my skin, “We’ll be right back.”

I nod silently, watching him and Griffin walk out the door to presumably Thane’s home office–the one we passed on our way here earlier, that’s two doors down–and I’m left there with my coffee, my books, and my mind that is running at breakneck speeds. I can’t help but feel this strange pull to join them so I can know more about what’s happening, but I know it’s not the right time for that. Not yet, at least.

back down on the floor and stare at the books that are still sprawled out on the floor before me, the silence in the room becoming heavier by the second. Even though they’re a little way away from the library, I can still hear their muffled voices as they drift down the hallway towards me. 1 can’t make out their words, but the way they’re talking–so low and serious–only confirms that whatever is going on is important.

I take another sip of my now cooled–down collee, trying to relax, but a nervous knot forms in my stomach. As the minutes pass, I try to distract myself by sorting more books, but I can’t focus. I know something is wrong. Something that I’m not entirely in the loop on. But I can’t shake the feeling that it’s connected to me, somehow.

Griffin’s voice then cuts through the quiet, slightly louder now, enabling me to hear his following words, “You’re right. But it’s not just about power anymore. We have reason to believe Harley’s involved in some way. Not directly, but she’s important to them. That’s the piece we’re missing.”

1 freeze when I hear my name. I don’t want to listen, but I can’t help it now. Thane’s voice then follows, also louder, yet still controlled. “What do you mean?”

Griffin’s reply is clipped, and it makes my heart race. “They know about her. Not that she’s your mate, but they know she means something to you. How they know, we’re still trying to figure out. But that’s what we have so far.”

My heart drops into my stomach as I hear those words. They know about me. They know I mean something to him. It doesn’t sound good. It sounds like danger. I don’t even know what it means yet, or who they are, but the weight of it settles on me, pressing into my chest like a storm cloud.

And then, without warning, I hear a loud crash from his office, and the sound of glass shattering is deafening as it echoes down the hallway like a shockwave. I jump up from my spot on the floor, my heart pounding, as I rush through the library doors, down the hall, and towards his half–open office door. With a hesitant hand on the doorknob, I step forward and push the door open slightly.

“Thane? Is everything okay?” I ask softly, my voice trembling slightly as I come to a stop on the threshold.

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