ONYX
Zion offered me an apologetic look while Conrad pushed me gently into a seat next to the Scorpion.
I should have known.
Well, at least it wasn't one of Fake Dad's older Alpha friends. Definitely a bright side.
In all honesty, I needed to speak to Zion urgently and tell him everything about Chad and Marco. Maybe he could track the bastard somehow with the help of his Shadows. If anyone could do it, it was the Scorpion.
However, this wasn't the place for that conversation. Conrad sat right behind us, and it was inconvenient, to say the least.
"You look gorgeous tonight," Zion leaned closer but still kept a respectful distance, for which I was grateful.
"Thanks," I mumbled, "I actually have something to speak to you about later tonight if you can spare me a minute."
"Of course,
