Chapter 317
Chapter 317
“We talked about it, but then Jenson happened. Damien doesn’t get my sorrow and I’m starting to think that our bond is broken.” She screws up her face. “The advice I was given was to talk.”
“I am talking.”
“To your mate, Raven. He’s the one that needs to understand you. He’s the one that can read your mind, can feel what you are feeling.”
“Then why doesn’t he get it.”
“Because you were a twin who shared twin wolves. I mean, I don’t even fully understand how it works. I don’t even understand who decides who gets who. I’m still learning a lot of stuff, but maybe, if you talk to Damien instead of shutting him out.”
“I’m not shutting him out.”
She sighs. “You’ve barely spoken to him. He has made sure you slept, you were fed, that you changed your clothes. He has given you the space you needed to deal with the situation. He made sure you left the hospital even if it was only for a few minutes to make sure you were getting some fresh air. You are wrong about your bond being broken.”
I frown, I hadn’t really thought about that. somehow in my haze of making sure everything was in place for my brother, I had missed everything everyone was doing. “Since when did you get so wise?” I muse
She gets up off the floor, takes Evrin from me and settles into the large chair by the window. “You aren’t asking about being wise, are you. You want to know what’s happening with my darkness?”
I nod and scoop up a begging Logan. “No one talks about it. Are you okay?”
“Damien and Mallory made me believe that I had to fight it. That I have to hold it back and stop myself from going insane. Even Abraxas said something along a similar line but Nyx was never trying to hurt me. Not in the way everyone thinks.”
“I don’t follow.”
“She was frustrated. She had spent years not being able to communicate with me and then when she did, I kept trying to shut her down.” “So you were never going to go dark?”
“I could have, if I had continued not to accept Nyx, I would have eventually gone Rogue.” She frowns and bites on her bottom lip. “The darkness that makes the others Rogue is different, they become their Lycan, But I have a seperate one. Nyx has her own thoughts, opinions and feelings. We had to become one. It was the only way.”
“Dane mentioned that you were practising?”
Neah bobs her head at me and holds out her hand. Claws inch out of her finger tips, just enough for me to see before they disappear.
“It’s getting easier. And I’m not landing on my face anymore.”
I smirk and she returns it. “But you are okay, right?”
“Yes. I finally don’t have this crushing sensation.” She pats her chest and smiles. “And Nyx says about time. But we don’t have to talk about me. We can talk about
anything you want.”
I didn’t want to talk about Jenson, not to anyone.
“The new girl, the one that Abraxas brought out of the fire. She’s a Lycan, right?”
“Yes.”
“Why did he help her?” She opens her mouth. “I mean, he is a Hunter, right, so he should want to kill her, but he saved her. That’s weird isn’t it.”
I look at my red eyed nephew. He is a mini version of Dane, even down to the way he looks at me. Like an all knowing look.
“I’m keeping an eye on him.” Neah tells me, but it didn’t feel like the truth.
Is this what it had come too? I grieve for my brother and they exclude me out of some things unless they feel I need to know it.
“Do you think Blair started the fire?” I had to know something. They couldn’t keep everything away from me just because they think I’m going to break at any second.
“Honestly? I don’t know. We haven’t
seen her. She hasn’t made an appearance. No one has picked up her scent in the forest. If it was something to do with her and she was using someone else then it could be a possibility. But they said the fire….”
“Took away the scents,” I finish.
She presses her lips together and nods “You are asking about her because you want to punish her, don’t you?”
“She destroyed my brother, Neah. He
gave up his own life because of what she did to him. And he never woke up to tell me what she did to him. He was so stubborn that ke kept the information to his damn self.”
“You couldn’t have saved him.”
“I know that now, but I can make sure she pays for what she did to him.”