Page 119 of The Silencer

My eyebrows meet, and he shakes his head. He won’t tell me why, maybe it’s something I’ll never know the reason behind, but it’s something to keep in mind.

“Why don’t you go get some rest. You can use one of the guest rooms,” Anthony says.

Luca nods and pushes himself up. “Yeah. I’ll just take a walk first.”

He nods to me and then leaves without another word.

I peer up at Anthony. “Will he be okay?”

“He will. We all have ways of compartmentalizing things. He just needs a minute.”

“Yeah. I think we all do,” I say on a yawn.

“Let’s get you to bed.”

“I don’t want to go. I want to stay awake. What if Teddy needs me?”

Anthony shifts me off his lap and then hefts me into his arms. “He’ll be fine. You need sleep. Agatha will need help tomorrow and you’re no good to anyone dead on your feet.”

That motivates me—being useful. I nod and let him carry me to his room and tuck me under the covers. He slides in behind me and pulls me to his chest, pressing a kiss to my skin as I let my eyelids finally drift closed.

The next day, I don’t stop moving despite my body aching. I think Agatha is overwhelmed by me lurking, but I need to be put to work before I go crazy.

So I do everything she asks. Even when she tells me to take a long walk in the garden, I do it. But then I come right back and make my way to Teddy’s room. He’s still recovering, in and out of consciousness. The meds have made him slightly loopy, and I wonder if today is the day he’ll finally speak, whisper a word to me, but he never does. He just smiles at me when I show up. I spend some time reading him filthy smut scenes from a romance novel I found in Anthony’s library.

Monster sex.

I think he likes it by the way he blushes.

After he falls back asleep, I run around, trailing after Luca and Viktor, bothering them both endlessly until finally Luca locks himself away and Viktor scurries off underground.

I harrumph and settle down in the garden once more.

I’ve exhausted myself. I have nothing left to do.

So I pull out my phone and I call Angel, checking up on him.

He doesn’t answer, but a few minutes later he sends me several short videos, showing off his room and the gardens. I don’t see his face, but I can hear his sweet, tinkling voice.

Fuck, I miss him.

Before I can send him one back, the door to one of the sheds opens and I see Bane appear. It’s sunset, almost dusk, and he blinks wildly in the light.

“Should have brought my sunglasses,” he grumbles and then his eyes land on me. His mouth turns up and he grins.

“Hello, little snack. What are you doing out here?”

“I was trying to call Angel.”

“Oh, did he answer? I’ve been calling too. I sent him a gift and wanted to make sure he got it.”

“What did you send him?”

He grins and then settles down next to me. “I made him a bracelet out of teeth.”

I let out a snort and Bane nudges me, before pulling me into him and rubbing his nose across the top of my head.

“You always smell good. I could gobble you right up.”

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