she’d not feel hungry. Jade opened the bedroom door and stepped out into the living room. She could hear Sergius in the kitchen and quietly made her way around the corner. “I hope you’re hungry,” Sergius said with his back to her. He glanced at her over his shoulder. He froze in place. Jade glanced down at herself confused before running her fingers through her dark black hair and nodding. “I thought you didn’t cook.” Sergius turned around. His beautiful blue eyes stared right at her. “Dea made lasagna for us,” he said quietly. “She feels bad about how she treated you before.” Jade was surprised but was happy to know the other woman was all right. Still, Dea had made it very clear that she wasn’t fond of her, but then events last night had changed everything for them. Now they were all in this together. Anassa had been right about one thing. She’d been told the hybrids were hiding from the Horatius Group, and she’d heard enough on the news about the attacks on the other hybrids of Luna Lodge to understand how dangerous the Group could be. A small group of people being hunted by a ruthless, powerful group had all the reason in the world not to trust an outsider, and so she found it hard to blame Dea for being suspicious. Jade also realized that her powers must have been manifesting long before her first vision. What she’d chalked up to intuition had unnerved the others. She couldn’t blame them, given how much the situation now unnerved her. “She brought over some wine as well,” Sergius said and held up two glasses. “I thought we could have it with dinner.” Jade noted how he had set the table in the corner of the room for two people. He’d gone to some trouble of making it look nice, and despite the mismatched flatware, the gesture was very sweet. She stepped over to the table and pulled out a chair to sit down. Sergius set a filled glass in front of her, and she sipped on it as he brought over the hot pan of lasagna. She watched him as he cut into the steaming food and dished some onto her plate and then on his own. Sergius sat across from her and gave her a small smile as he sat down. She knew she was hungry, though she didn’t realize how much until she had nearly finished the whole plate of lasagna without even speaking. Sergius stood to cut another square for her and placed it on her plate. “These visions and dreams seem to take a lot out of you,” he said quietly. Jade stopped in midair with her fork and looked over to him. She knew they were going to talk about it at some point but hadn’t expected him to be so matter-of-fact about it when he did. She ate more slowly now, taking time to study the man across the table from her. “It’s like it takes everything out of me,” she said. Jade shook her head. “Afterwards it’s like my batteries have been drained.” Sergius nodded, continuing to eat his lasagna. When she finished her second helping, she sat back in the chair, her stomach full and happy as she sipped on her wine waiting for the man to finish. It was a comfortable silence. Something she wasn’t really used to with strangers or anyone really. Friends had been difficult to keep, and she certainly didn’t have any family that she could be like this with. Sergius stood and cleared off the dishes. Then he put some foil on top of the lasagna and placed it back in the fridge. He stood next to her and poured a little more wine into their glasses. Then he picked up his glass and nodded into the living room. “Let’s move over to the couch so I can check your wound,” he said quietly. Jade picked up her glass and followed him over to the couch. She sipped a bit more and relaxed into the soft cushion. She noticed that he had some peroxide and bandages set out on the table. He examined the wound, his body directly in front of her and his head almost too close. “I think we have to talk about that dream,” he said softly. Jade stiffened in