Chapter Thirty-Five – Suspended
Aida’s POV
I saw Esme behind the tree Red leaned on, looking down. I repeated. “I didn’t do anything. I was trying to help…”
“This isn’t what helping looks like, Aida. The annual celebration is cancelled.” Red declared.
Why? Was it my fault?
Esme clenched her fists then turned away, heading back to the pack. Did she fault me too?
“Neon still targets you and had given your information to these mad ones. The more you stay here. The more of a problem you’d be.” Red added.
What was he insinuating? “I didn’t do—”
“I think you did a lot, Aida.” He interrupted. “The fact you can’t see it is quite selfish of you.”
My hands fell to my side. Selfish? How could he say that to my face? All I have done so far was for my pack! Would Neon have targeted me if I ha
