Page 88 of The Broken Aztec Princesses

That’s why I didn’t want anyone to know. Cade’s response was mild compared to what others would say.

“Because she’s a warrior,” Chris replied to Cade’s rhetorical question, and I so badly wished I believed that.

“What are we going to do about Ada?” Bells asked.

“I’ve put her in the basement in chains. I can’t believe you don’t have a dungeon!” Cade answered.

“We’ve never had issues before.”

“The council is coming soon, right?”

“In two months.”

“Should I take her to Crescent Moon and have her held there until they come, then?” Cade’s voice sounded frustrated.

“Why the fuck did even she come after my sister? Violet is the sweetest fucking person, and she doesn’t even talk to anyone but us here.”

If it was Ada, that was exactly why she came after me, I wanted to say.

“I don’t know. I’m waiting for Violet to wake up to see if there’s anything she can tell me,” Cade answered.

“She approached Violet that day at the picnic first. Maybe that has something to do with it,” Chris sounded so angry right now.

I remembered he asked me if I wanted him to interfere, but I told him to stay put. I was trying to be strong.

“But what does Ada have to talk to her about? Violet doesn’t talk to anyone, right?” Cade asked.

“No. Just us here. Are you sure it was on purpose, Elim?” my sister asked.

I wanted to snort. It was definitely on purpose.

“Yes. I was coming into the pack house and Violet was looking up at nothing.”

Not nothing! I was looking at possibilities!

“I watched Ada come and push her off the third-floor landing. No words, nothing. She pushed her and ran.”

“I’m going to kill her. No one touches my sister,” my big sister growled, making me love her that much more.

I finally opened my eyes and groaned, shutting them back again. The light hurt, and it only made the rest of me hurt.

“Violet? Vi?”

I felt the bed dip by my hip, jolting my foot and making me hiss in pain.

“Can you lower the lights?” I asked.

“There’s no dimmer, sweetie, but you can keep your eyes closed. How do you feel?” Bells asked.

“Like I got run over by a truck.”

“Do you remember what happened?” she continued.

“Someone pushed me down the stairs. I was waiting for Chris, then I felt hands on my back and I fell.”

“Do you know why Ada would do that?”

I tried to nod, but groaned when it hurt.

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