Page 33 of Locked Souls

We still haven’t been able to find her. The guys don’t think we ever will, but I won’t give up hope. She is my baby, and always will be. When she does return, she will have a room waiting for her at the house.

I rock Charity, humming a tune that my mother would sing to Jacob and me. She looks up at me with her big green eyes and I melt. She’s like a tiny cherub with her chubby cheeks and curly blonde hair. She looks so much like her daddy.

Speaking of, I glance up at the door and there he is, with a tired smile and a glass of water for me. He knows how much fluid I need to drink to keep my milk supply up. Elijah has become immensely jealous of his sister, so I’ve been pumping for him too.

“Hey,” he whispers, and I smile.

“Hi. She’s almost asleep, then you can switch with me while I take a long needed bubble bath,” I say with a sigh.

I am still sore and craving a hot bath with candles, and maybe some snacks. I just need an hour of uninterrupted time. With the war between The Society and Isabella, we have been constantly on the move.

I don’t know how many more safe houses I can take. At least Tempest is here with us to keep me company. Elijah and Romeo are the best of friends, and play well together. Maybe I can convince her to join me in the bath.

We are strictly friends now, but she’s still one of my soulmates. I owe her so much for helping me overcome my fears, and pushing me to try new things. I hope one day I can repay the favor.

I know she loves being here with us, Jacob, and Otto, but she’s lonely. She misses Roman and King.

I finish nursing Charity, then hand her to Levi so he can burp, change, and rock her. Leaving the spare bedroom, which we have turned into a nursery, I shut the door quietly and go searching for my bestie.

“I don’t know about you, but I need a soak. Join me?” I ask her and she drops her book, nodding exaggeratedly.

“Yes, but we need candles and wine,” she mutters, jumping off the couch and running to the kitchen.

“Meet me in the master suite,” I yell over my shoulder, then walk to the bedroom. Bast is laying in bed, cuddling Eli, and I wish I had my phone to take a photo.

“Hey,” I whisper, moving closer to brush the dark hair off my son’s face. He wrinkles his nose, but doesn’t wake up. I leave them and walk over to the closet to grab my bikini bottoms. I am not bothering with a top, and I know Tempest won’t care.

I enter the bathroom and dim the lights, then start the bath. One of the great things about all of the safe houses is that they are massive mansions, and come fully stocked with almost anything we could need.

I drop a ton of lavender bubbles into the water, then go searching for the candles. It doesn’t take me long to set up our relaxation station, and I step into the water, claiming the front corner.

I love that this jacuzzi spa has the water spigot on the side and not at the end. Tempest says something to Bast, and he laughs as she walks into the bathroom with a huge tub of edible cookie dough and a bottle of wine.

“No glasses?”

Laughing, she places everything on the tray table by the edge of the tub, strips down to her undies, then climbs in. I’m completely submerged at this point, and the bubbles are about to overflow.

“This is heaven,” Tempest sighs, sinking deeper into the hot water.

“I haven’t even turned the jets on,” I mumble with a moan. We are silent for a few minutes, just enjoying the peace and quiet. It’s been a rough few weeks, and I hope things settle down soon.

“What is this?” Jonas says with a laugh, walking into the bathroom, catching us in the bubbles. “I don’t know if I should be jealous of the water or Tempest,” he jokes, and Tempest turns to face him and winks.

They know that we are close, but our experimenting days are behind us. She helped me heal, and I will always love and cherish her for that.

“I stole your woman… again,” she jokes, and Jonas laughs, tipping his head back. He seems lighter now that he's patched things up with Ash.

Things aren’t quite the same as they used to be, and I doubt they’ll ever be like that again, but they are no longer glaring and grunting at each other. I call that a win.

“I see that. Well, I’ll leave you be. Ash and I are going to the Academy with Jacob and Snake. I just wanted to let you know,” he says to me, then leans down and grabs the back of my neck, pulling my lips to his.

God, I love kissing this man. “Love you,” I mumble against his mouth and he smiles.

“I love you too, baby girl.”

“Fuck, I really need to find a man, or convince your brother to become bisexual for me,” Tempest says with a sigh, and I look over at her in horror.

“No, I love you like a sister, but eww.”

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