“I don’t know, Mal didn’t act like he’d go back on his word.” Even to my own ears, my defense sounds weak. Shay leans against the wall by the door. “Sure, maybe. But what about Aiden?” He pins me with a look. “He'd be just as happy if both of us disappeared and fast.” I know Shay is right. Aiden doesn’t want us around Gabriel, and if Gabriel keeps insisting on helping us, it could push Aiden over the edge. His pack finds helping us easy right now, but it would take barely anything for any of them to turn on us.
