Chapter 0189
us has his head buried in books. He smiles at me as I plonk myself on the chair. His long dark hair falling around his face. He is quick to tuck it
back, letting his deep green eyes catch mine, “You okay?”
“Frustrated.” I mutter
"We both know if there was something wrong with Damien, you would have felt it.
“It''s not that.”
He tilts his head and smirks at me. “Really?”Original content from N?velDrama.Org.
“ just have a bad feeling.
“About what?
“That''s the problem. I don’t really know.
“You are in a mood, but you don’t know why?"
“Exactly.” I let myself slope against the backrest. “Did you know Dane has asked Mallory to join in the training today?”
us bobs his head at me. “It was actually my idea.”
“Yours?” I splutter in surprise
“Look, she is in the house the entire time and as much as Neah has epted her help with her other problem, she feels caged in by Mallory. Dane
wants Neah to have a break and this is the best way.”
"So you are sending her to training and have told her it''s so she can protect Neah.
"We never told her that.” He scowls at me. "Maybe she just got the wrong idea of what''s being asked of her.” He pauses. “Maybe she made a
mistake. Maybe she misunderstood.”
He was probably right, though it sounded as if he was trying to convince himself. Mallory had spent most nights telling me how she was grateful that
Neah was finally talking to her. Maybe she had just misheard
“You miss him?"
"Of course I do.” I mutter, surprised by hisment
“I''m not talking about Damien.”
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No one had speken to me abou
Jenson. If I ientioned him in front
of Dane, he would either roll his >
crimson eyes, or leave the room. As
far asthe was concerned, our brother
was dead. But it never stopped me
wofdering. He is still my brother.
"He made his choice.” I sigh. I didn’t want him to think anything else.
He rocks in the chair as he studies me
"Do you know something? Has he been in touch? Does he regret rejecting the pack?” The questions topple from my mouth without another thought.
He shakes his head and I feel my stomach drop. For a fleeting moment, I had semething to look forward to instead of being trapped, waiting
I''m not sure what I was even hoping for. Jenson had made it very clear that he mes Dane for Jess''s death and that wasn’t going to change.
us returns to reading his books, unphased that I was still sitting here, watching him. He was like that. Company or nopany, he was content. I
didn’t know how he did it.
“Do you think you will ever find your mate?” I prod, trying to start a conversation with him
"Huh?" He doesn''t even register what I say. I repeat my question and he shrugs his shoulders. “Who knows?"
“Do you not wonder, if they are out there, wondering where you are?”
He won''t tell us.” Midnight muses, already predicting the oue of this conversation.
“No.” He slowly closes the book and looks up at me. "Not all of us view life in the same way. Raven.”
And that was the end of that
conversation/I had tried so many
times to etinformation over the .
years, but it was always the same:
answer didn''t even know if hewas
into en, women or maybe even
both” He kept all that close to his
chest. I didn''t even know if-there was
anyone in the pack that he liked.
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I twiddle my thumbs, and eventually
push myse IoD to leave. As I get to
the door, us tells me that he is -
sure Dartien will be back soon. AS
thoughhe knew why I was really
asking questions. A distraction from
ry-own mind.
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But what if something bad has happened? What if that control he has, stopping him from turning back to a Rogue, breaks? What if he is so angry with
Salem that I lose him for good?
I limp to the bottom of the stairs, but instead of climbing it. I sit there, willing and hoping that he walks right back through the front door.