Page 32 of A Spark Of Revenge

“Elaine,” I growl as Valen glares down at her. Elaine only shakes her head, grinning widely as she reaches behind her and shuts Creed's door, closing us out from the fight now happening on the other side of the door.

“No, Lennox. Let the children figure this out on their own,” she whispers and I grimace. Children? I suppose the boys are still young, but Meyer is twenty-six years old. Granted, I’m much older than her, but I would hardly classify Meyer as a child.

“If she's hurt,” Valen starts, but stops when the shouting escalates. Creeds rushes for the handle of the door as Jordan coughs, then grunts in pain.

“Meyer, why do you always go for the balls!?”

“OW! Titty-twisters are fucking cheating, Angry Girl!”

Elaine covers the door handle with her hand before Creed can open it and laughs. “I think that girl can handle those two just fine,” she reassures us. Razar only narrows his eyes on her before spinning and leaving. A few seconds later, his door slamming shut echoes through the corridors. “Now that that's settled,” Elaine says, her calm voice holding a note of worry. “We have a war to prepare for, and I need more answers and resources.”

FIFTEEN

Meyer

“No,” I hiss, pointing my finger at Jordan when he moves to stand up, his furious eyes burning with rage as he stares at Theo, who is sitting on the bed across the room from him. Jordan scowls and sits back down as Theo huffs, his shoulders rolled in as he holds a cold washcloth to his swollen eye.

“This is ridiculous,” Theo complains, finally tearing his sad brown eyes from Jordan to look at me. “Can’t we talk without him here?”

“Get fucked, Theo! I’m not leaving Meyer with your lying ass! You’ll only stab her in the back once she’s not paying attention!” Jordan yells, making my head pound in response.

“I didn’t know until the night before!” Theo shouts back, leaning forward on the bed, not standing since I already threw a pillow at him the last time he did, but pushing his limits.

“And you should have told us the moment you knew! How could you pick their side?” Jordan yells, tossing his hands in the air as he glares at his friend.

“Because what they said made sense, and they have the evidence to back it up! Plus my mother is helping them! Do you really think I could go against my mom like that? Do you think Mom would really lead me to do something wrong?” Theo shouts back before throwing his wet washcloth across the room, the soggy cloth smacks Jordan’s cheek with a wet splat. Jordan flinches when the cold fabric hits his face, then slowly reaches up, pulling it off as he glares death at Theo.

“Theo!” I sigh in exasperation before reaching down and grabbing Milo, who is rubbing up against my legs, purring as he winds himself around my feet. “Here,” I mutter, depositing Milo in Theo’s hands, hoping the purring might calm him down a little. I would have given him to Jordan, since I think he’s more upset than Theo, but I don't want to risk my cat becoming a weapon in this fight and being tossed in the air.

“Who’s this?” Theo asks in surprise, his furrowed brow softening a touch as Milo stretches on his lap before making biscuits on Theo's thigh, finding a comfy spot to lie down.

“Milo,” I say with a happy smile. I may still be confused as all get-out, and I’m not too happy about Theo not warning us beforehand about Lennox and his mom, but if what Theo is saying is true, I’m not as mad at him as I was before. If it were my mom, I would have a hard time not taking her side, so it makes sense, even if it does suck.

“The cat you were worried about back in Idaho?” Theo questions, and I nod, petting Milo as he curls up on Theo's lap. “How did you get him up here?”

“I didn’t. Valen and I came back to save Jordan,” I mutter, thumbing over my shoulder at the man in question, who is now glaring at me for being cordial with Theo. “And Razar kidnapped and brought me to his room, where I found Milo,” I explain, scratching behind Milo’s little orange ear before I turn on Jordan and place my hands on my hips, meeting his glare head-on. “What?”

“What? What! Meyer, he fucking betrayed us!” Jordan yells, pointing at Theo as he stands up from the bed, making me narrow my eyes on him. I swear if those two start tackling and punching each other again, I’m going to lose my shit.

“Yeah. He did. He had to choose, and he chose his mother,” I say with a shrug. “I don't like it. I’m going to have a hard time trusting him in the future, but I can’t say I wouldn’t have done the exact same thing if I were in his shoes.”

“Yeah… that's the problem. I thought Elaine trusted me, too. I thought…” Jordan’s face has turned red, and he shakes his head. “Guess I was stupid for thinking that, huh?” he sneers, turning his back on me as my eyes widen.

Oh… oh! This has more to do with the fact that Theo and Elaine chose to keep him in the dark rather than the whole Demons taking over the castle. Well, shit. I look at Theo, whose eyes have gone wide as he stands in a rush, scooping Milo in his hands and dropping him in my outstretched arms as he rushes over to Jordan.

“No! Dude, no! It's not like that. You know Mom thinks of you as a second son!” Theo rasps, reaching out to grab Jordan's shoulders. Jordan jerks away from him, moving closer to me, not looking at Theo even once. “Jordan?” Theo whispers, and the sadness in his voice breaks my heart a little.

“What about the Regalis brothers?” Jordan asks me, ignoring Theo as he reaches out to pet Milo.

“What about them?” I ask in a tight voice.

“I need to be brought up to speed on everything. What's the story here? Why should we believe them over what we have been taught our entire lives? They are literally our enemies,” Jordan points out, and I sigh, my brain hurting as I try to come up with some answers. I may know more than Jordan, but I still don't know the full story, and I’m definitely not sold on trusting them. Thankfully, Theo steps in for me, answering some of the questions.

“Lennox and his brother overtook the Regalis brothers in that fight at the base of the mountain. Axford had summoned them to come to the castle in hopes of swaying them to his side of things. You know, the whole human sacrifice bullshit and trying to trap Demons,” Theo starts, and suddenly, Jordan's and my interests are piqued.

“They were really doing that?” Jordan asks in a rough voice, disgust clear on his face. “I mean, using humans?” Theo and I both nod.

“Yeah. I saw a few of them,” I tell him, letting him know this isn't something Theo is lying about.

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