“Are you, Elsa? Because I was never supposed to like you this much. Hell. I wasn’t supposed to think about you more than I think of myself.”

“Then what else do you want?” His voice drops in a haunting whisper. “Every. Fucking. Thing.”

“Those who don’t play think that the king is the most important piece because the game is over when he dies. They don’t know that the king is useless without his queen.”

That’s the last thought I have before Aiden slams his fist in Xander’s face.

“Silver means fuck to me and she knows it.” He lets go of my arm to palm both my cheeks. “You’re the one who keeps me up all