The Rejected True Heiress (Liora and Callum) novel Chapter 306

“You don’t scare easily, do you?” Bianca asked me with a smirk.

“No.” After everything she and Alder had put me through that semester, I would have expected her to at least know that much about me. But she probably did, and was just trying to get under my skin, which I wouldn’t let her do.

Finally, it was our turn. We paid for our tickets and filed inside. The entrance was dark, lit only by a few flickering lights. Creepy music played from hidden speakers, and fake lightning crashed.

“Stay close,” Zane said, grabbing my hand.

We walked through the first room, which was decorated to look like an abandoned hospital. Fake blood covered the walls, and mannequins dressed as patients lay on gurneys.

An actor jumped out from behind a curtain, screaming. Bianca shrieked and clung to Callum. I jumped but didn’t scream.

We kept moving. The next room was darker, almost pitch black. I could hear footsteps behind us, but I couldn’t see anything. Zane’s hand suddenly slipped from mine, and when I turned, I couldn’t see him in the darkness.

“Zane?” I whispered, but there was no response.

I reached out, trying to find him, but my hand hit empty air. Where did he go?

I took a step forward and immediately regretted it. Something that felt like a cobweb brushed against my face, and my heart started to pound. I kept walking with my hands outstretched. The music was getting louder. I could hear screaming in the distance. Was that Bianca? Or part of the attraction?

Suddenly, something grabbed my shoulder from behind.

I whirled around, expecting it to be Zane. But an actor was standing there, wearing a gruesome mask that looked like human skin and holding a fake chainsaw. He revved the chainsaw and cackled maniacally.

I shrieked and ran without thinking. A moment later, I crashed into someone in the dark, and arms wrapped around me. I grabbed onto them, my heart pounding.

Zane. Thank the gods.

I held onto him as we moved through the rest of the haunted house. The actors kept jumping out, but I wasn’t as scared anymore. Not with him there. Strangely, his arms were warm and comforting, and the smell of his cologne soothed my racing heart.

This didn’t make any sense. This was Zane, for gods’ sake. But it felt so damn good, and my wolf was purring with ecstasy.

How was it possible? Was Zane my second chance mate, and I never knew it?

Suddenly, the lights came on. Bright, fluorescent color washed over us, making us clack our teeth together and jolt back, squinting. The music cut off abruptly, replaced by a voice over the intercom.

“Sorry, folks. Technical difficulties. Please exit through the door on your left.”

I blinked and rubbed my eyes, looking up. And the world tilted when I saw a steely pair of eyes staring down at me and a look of shock that mirrored my own.

It wasn’t Zane.

It was Callum.