What He Guards (What He Wants, Book Twelve) - Plot & Excerpts
But this was much more intense. With my father, it was like I’d been watching a movie or a scene in a snow globe. Now it felt like I was in the movie, like I was part of the scene. And even though none of it felt grounded in reality, I knew I couldn’t escape. “Charlotte,” Noah demanded again. “Who was it?” He took my phone from my hand and looked at the call log, his brow furrowing when he saw “Unknown” written on the screen. He took in a long measured breath. “That was him? The man who sent you to Audi?” I nodded. “What did he say?” The room was slowly coming back into focus, the colors and angles sharpening. I flexed my fingers experimentally, wondering if I was going to have another panic attack like I’d had the other day. But instead of feeling weak and numb, I began to feel strong. I was sick of being on the defensive, sick of waiting for things to happen. I was sick of being scared, sick of waiting for Noah to allow me into his world, sick of just sitting on the sidelines while everyone else swept me up in their decisions.
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