Chapter 77
- Ayla
- Of course Marley twisted everything. She always did. And somehow she’d managed to wedge herself closer to the Reyes twins than I realized. Zane’s jaw was clenched so tight his knuckles whitened, and Jace kept giving Marley that exhausted, resigned look—like he’d long accepted he could never outmatch her whenever she crossed a line involving my mother.
- And there she was now…