#Chapter 233: Interrogation

Grace I hissed before I could stop myself. The pages turned to shreds in my hands. A flicker of surprise crossed Ethan's face. He flinched and took a step back. "What did you just say?" I growled. "Grace?" George started. "What's---" "What did you say?" I growled again. I looked over at him. He frowned and looked at me. George stepped up and stood between me and the enforcers. "If you decide not to take him into custody," he said slowly. "Then, he'll be taken to his mother's coven." "George," I breathed, my voice hoarse. "I can't." "That's fine--" "No," I snarled. "I can't let him go back to that place! I can't allow him to go back and plot." He frowned. "Grace, hold on." "Why wasn't I told about his relationship with the Noir coven before?" I snarled. "Was this Charles' idea? Yours? Eason's?" I narrowed my eyes. "Who knows what Ethan will do now? Sure, his father is in jail, but he's...." I growled. The thought of Ethan finding refuge with the Noir coven only made me mor