house, then you’ve lost your freaking mind.”
“Fine. S leep in my bed,” Draven said, standing. “We’re going to eat dinner, and we’re going to sleep. When we wake up, if we want to go, we go. If we want to hunt in T he R ealm, we hunt.”
Oh like we were going to get any sleep at all tonight. “And while we’re sleeping, what happens to those boys?”
Draven sighed. “This involves more than us. We’ll talk it out as group.”
“OK,” I said as I let out a breath. I knew Aden and Madison would be on my side, and if Monroe was leaving, so was Grayson; in my mind, this had already been decided.
“I’m starving anyways,” Austin said as he stood.
I looked down at my running clothes, which I was still wearing. “I’m going to take a shower and pack a bag. We’ll be over in a bit - - at least Monroe and I will; Madison is eating dinner with her parents.”
Draven glanced at me. “I’ll wait on you.”
“I’m fine, Draven. Nothing is going to hurt me,” I said quietly.
His jaw tightened. “Right,” he said as he stood and put the guitar back on the stand, then walked over to me and kissed my forehead before he left the room.
Austin watched him leave, then looked back at me. “I walk in on a passionate kiss, and that was the kiss he gives you to say goodbye?”
I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “He can read me like a book.”
“And what did he just read?” Austin asked.
“I want to ask Silas to look after Landen until we can help him. I want to ask him if he knows anything about the dreams – if they’re a warning.”
“Is this guy dangerous? I think I should stay with you.”
“Not to me. But he knows stuff. He may even know how dangerous it is for us to go to Chara.”
“I don’t care what he says. You’re coming with me, all of you.” Austin bit out showing a dominance I’d never seen before. Which told me he could handle Draven just fine.
“If you want to help, stay at his side. He has us all on edge.”
“Why?” Austin asked as concern filled his eyes.
“His emotions, the dark ones, o pen up that E scort thing in him. Sometimes he’s pulled into memories of a past life when he was a bad person. He realizes that we’re on guard, and that makes him mad. He’s fighting to stay who he was, but what he doesn’t realize is that person is gone. He has to push through this, balance who he is now.”
“If there’s anyone that can help him do that, it’s you,” Austin said sympathetically.
“That’s why I’m not leaving without him.”
“I’ll talk to his dad, and Nana. They’ll convince him to go,” Austin promised.
“Maybe if I’m lucky, by the time I get to his house, we’ll be ready to leave.”
“Let’s hope,” Austin murmured. It was easy to see he wanted to tell me something but couldn’t find the will right now. When I focused on him, all I saw was Madison’s image; I took comfort in the fact that it was a happy image, even though I knew it wouldn’t be for long.
He sighed, then left the room without another word. I walked over to my bed and grabbed my phone. I found my mom’s number and texted: Tell me where you are. Austin is here. I don’t know when I’m leaving but I want to know where you are.
I scrolled to Kara’s name, but I couldn't bring myself to text her. I doubted she’d made it to the city yet, and I didn’t want to ruin her weekend, at least not yet.
I took my phone with me down to my old room. Monroe was quietly packing her things, and Madison was sitting on her bed, waiting for me.
“Well?” Madison asked.
“Draven doesn’t want to go. He wants us to take Monroe.”
I stared at Monroe, looking for some kind of response, but she didn’t bother to make one.
“That’s not going to happen,” Madison said firmly.
“Right. Austin is on our side with this, too. I’m going to take a shower, then go over there. Maybe you should go spend some time with your parents. After your dinner,
“Fine. S leep in my bed,” Draven said, standing. “We’re going to eat dinner, and we’re going to sleep. When we wake up, if we want to go, we go. If we want to hunt in T he R ealm, we hunt.”
Oh like we were going to get any sleep at all tonight. “And while we’re sleeping, what happens to those boys?”
Draven sighed. “This involves more than us. We’ll talk it out as group.”
“OK,” I said as I let out a breath. I knew Aden and Madison would be on my side, and if Monroe was leaving, so was Grayson; in my mind, this had already been decided.
“I’m starving anyways,” Austin said as he stood.
I looked down at my running clothes, which I was still wearing. “I’m going to take a shower and pack a bag. We’ll be over in a bit - - at least Monroe and I will; Madison is eating dinner with her parents.”
Draven glanced at me. “I’ll wait on you.”
“I’m fine, Draven. Nothing is going to hurt me,” I said quietly.
His jaw tightened. “Right,” he said as he stood and put the guitar back on the stand, then walked over to me and kissed my forehead before he left the room.
Austin watched him leave, then looked back at me. “I walk in on a passionate kiss, and that was the kiss he gives you to say goodbye?”
I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “He can read me like a book.”
“And what did he just read?” Austin asked.
“I want to ask Silas to look after Landen until we can help him. I want to ask him if he knows anything about the dreams – if they’re a warning.”
“Is this guy dangerous? I think I should stay with you.”
“Not to me. But he knows stuff. He may even know how dangerous it is for us to go to Chara.”
“I don’t care what he says. You’re coming with me, all of you.” Austin bit out showing a dominance I’d never seen before. Which told me he could handle Draven just fine.
“If you want to help, stay at his side. He has us all on edge.”
“Why?” Austin asked as concern filled his eyes.
“His emotions, the dark ones, o pen up that E scort thing in him. Sometimes he’s pulled into memories of a past life when he was a bad person. He realizes that we’re on guard, and that makes him mad. He’s fighting to stay who he was, but what he doesn’t realize is that person is gone. He has to push through this, balance who he is now.”
“If there’s anyone that can help him do that, it’s you,” Austin said sympathetically.
“That’s why I’m not leaving without him.”
“I’ll talk to his dad, and Nana. They’ll convince him to go,” Austin promised.
“Maybe if I’m lucky, by the time I get to his house, we’ll be ready to leave.”
“Let’s hope,” Austin murmured. It was easy to see he wanted to tell me something but couldn’t find the will right now. When I focused on him, all I saw was Madison’s image; I took comfort in the fact that it was a happy image, even though I knew it wouldn’t be for long.
He sighed, then left the room without another word. I walked over to my bed and grabbed my phone. I found my mom’s number and texted: Tell me where you are. Austin is here. I don’t know when I’m leaving but I want to know where you are.
I scrolled to Kara’s name, but I couldn't bring myself to text her. I doubted she’d made it to the city yet, and I didn’t want to ruin her weekend, at least not yet.
I took my phone with me down to my old room. Monroe was quietly packing her things, and Madison was sitting on her bed, waiting for me.
“Well?” Madison asked.
“Draven doesn’t want to go. He wants us to take Monroe.”
I stared at Monroe, looking for some kind of response, but she didn’t bother to make one.
“That’s not going to happen,” Madison said firmly.
“Right. Austin is on our side with this, too. I’m going to take a shower, then go over there. Maybe you should go spend some time with your parents. After your dinner,
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