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gives himself credit for. He’s no longer losing control every few minutes.”
That surprised me. I knew he’d lost it when he’d entered the Den to find his people dead. He might easily have killed both Keira and I if we hadn’t gotten through to him. I didn’t know it had happened since.
“Has he hurt anyone?” The thought scared me. If Jonathan killed an innocent in one of his rages, he would never forgive himself. It would eat at him until there was nothing left.
“Not yet,” Keira said. “Nathan never leaves his side. Right now, the only Pureblood he might hurt is Isa. Thankfully, she can hold her own.”
The thought of Nathan next to Jonathan helped ease my mind, but also brought another question to the fore.
“How is Nathan handling everything anyway?” The last time I’d seen him, he was burying his wife.
Keira realized I wasn’t talking about the Cult without having to ask. “He’s better,” she said. “He doesn’t talk about it much. I’ve tried to convince him to go to his daughter, but he won’t even consider it. I’m sure she’d understand why he’d left. They could both use each other right about now.”
It was hard to imagine Nathan with a daughter. Hell, it was hard to imagine him married, but he had been before he’d been turned. It was easy to forget that werewolves and vampires actually had lives before they became monsters. Even I’d had something of a life once, though I’d been neck deep in vampires and werewolves since I could walk.
I wondered what it would have been like to live life without worrying about what might leap out of the nearest dark alley. What would I have done with myself? What kind of person would I have been?
“You really should go see him,” Keira said, drawing me out of my ruminations. “He might tell you he wants to be alone, but we all know that’s a lie.”
I thought about it. We had passed the house and were heading down another street that ran along the back of the property. Before long, we’d be there again and I’d have to make a decision.
“I don’t know if I can,” I said. A strange sense of fear bubbled in my gut. I’d been less scared of confronting a vampire count than I was about seeing Jonathan again. What did that say about me?
Keira smiled, almost sadly, and continued walking.
I could feel the tension between us. Keira and I had gotten off on the wrong foot the moment we’d met. I’d thought she was working with the Left Hand and had never hid my dislike of her. Even though we’d seemed to have gotten past that after our confrontation with Gabriel, the Left Hand leader, I could tell she expected more out of me.
Then again, so did I. Why was I so afraid of seeing Jonathan? The man needed someone and maybe I was just the right person to break him out of his funk. Both Nathan and Keira would give him everything he wanted. I might very well be able to give him that kick in the ass that would get him moving again.
But I just didn’t think I could do it. Not yet anyway.
We neared the back of the house and my heart started pounding. Doubt crept back in the closer we came. Was I running away if I turned back now? Was I being smart and avoiding what very well might turn into a confrontation? Maybe once I’d taken care of Levi and had Sienna safe somewhere I’d feel better about this.
“I’m heading in,” Keira said, coming to a stop. “Are you?”
I glanced at the back door. It was solid wood and the windows next to it were curtained. If I wanted to see him, I’d have to go in to do it.
“No,” I said, shaking my head. “I can’t face him like this.”
Keira sniffed and managed a smile. “It’s probably for the best. You smell like you rolled around in a dead skunk before coming over.” She cocked a hip. “What happened to you anyway?”
I grimaced. “Long story.”
She laughed and some of the tension bled away. She turned her back on the house and looked me hard in the eye. I think she wanted to
That surprised me. I knew he’d lost it when he’d entered the Den to find his people dead. He might easily have killed both Keira and I if we hadn’t gotten through to him. I didn’t know it had happened since.
“Has he hurt anyone?” The thought scared me. If Jonathan killed an innocent in one of his rages, he would never forgive himself. It would eat at him until there was nothing left.
“Not yet,” Keira said. “Nathan never leaves his side. Right now, the only Pureblood he might hurt is Isa. Thankfully, she can hold her own.”
The thought of Nathan next to Jonathan helped ease my mind, but also brought another question to the fore.
“How is Nathan handling everything anyway?” The last time I’d seen him, he was burying his wife.
Keira realized I wasn’t talking about the Cult without having to ask. “He’s better,” she said. “He doesn’t talk about it much. I’ve tried to convince him to go to his daughter, but he won’t even consider it. I’m sure she’d understand why he’d left. They could both use each other right about now.”
It was hard to imagine Nathan with a daughter. Hell, it was hard to imagine him married, but he had been before he’d been turned. It was easy to forget that werewolves and vampires actually had lives before they became monsters. Even I’d had something of a life once, though I’d been neck deep in vampires and werewolves since I could walk.
I wondered what it would have been like to live life without worrying about what might leap out of the nearest dark alley. What would I have done with myself? What kind of person would I have been?
“You really should go see him,” Keira said, drawing me out of my ruminations. “He might tell you he wants to be alone, but we all know that’s a lie.”
I thought about it. We had passed the house and were heading down another street that ran along the back of the property. Before long, we’d be there again and I’d have to make a decision.
“I don’t know if I can,” I said. A strange sense of fear bubbled in my gut. I’d been less scared of confronting a vampire count than I was about seeing Jonathan again. What did that say about me?
Keira smiled, almost sadly, and continued walking.
I could feel the tension between us. Keira and I had gotten off on the wrong foot the moment we’d met. I’d thought she was working with the Left Hand and had never hid my dislike of her. Even though we’d seemed to have gotten past that after our confrontation with Gabriel, the Left Hand leader, I could tell she expected more out of me.
Then again, so did I. Why was I so afraid of seeing Jonathan? The man needed someone and maybe I was just the right person to break him out of his funk. Both Nathan and Keira would give him everything he wanted. I might very well be able to give him that kick in the ass that would get him moving again.
But I just didn’t think I could do it. Not yet anyway.
We neared the back of the house and my heart started pounding. Doubt crept back in the closer we came. Was I running away if I turned back now? Was I being smart and avoiding what very well might turn into a confrontation? Maybe once I’d taken care of Levi and had Sienna safe somewhere I’d feel better about this.
“I’m heading in,” Keira said, coming to a stop. “Are you?”
I glanced at the back door. It was solid wood and the windows next to it were curtained. If I wanted to see him, I’d have to go in to do it.
“No,” I said, shaking my head. “I can’t face him like this.”
Keira sniffed and managed a smile. “It’s probably for the best. You smell like you rolled around in a dead skunk before coming over.” She cocked a hip. “What happened to you anyway?”
I grimaced. “Long story.”
She laughed and some of the tension bled away. She turned her back on the house and looked me hard in the eye. I think she wanted to
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