Chapter 301

Third Person's POV

After speaking, Cleo's mother moved to leave at once, intending to take her daughter with her.

But Cleo did not move.

"Cleo," her mother called softly.

Cleo looked at the family waiting for her—then at Slade, his cheeks flushed from the drug, the pallor beneath impossible to hide. Her fingers curled into her palm, claws biting into flesh.

After a long pause, she finally stepped