Page 43 of Darkness

“Mierda.” She sags for a minute but then sits taller. “Explain?”

She didn’t shoot me down.

“I want to tell Eva we found you.”

“That you rescued me?”

I nod. “I suppose, yes.”

“And you’ll let her see me?”

“If I tell her we found you, but you make the point about wanting to stay, maybe she’ll want to as well.”

Void shakes his head slightly in disapproval as I dig my grave, but I’m his president, so he says nothing while continuing to sip coffee. I ignore him as Ivy ponders my suggestion. “And what do I tell her about where I was?”

“Tell her a businessman had you locked in a room. We came in, shot the place to shit, and rescued you. Brought you here. Held you for a day to make sure everything was okay and get you checked out by the doc before your reunion.”

“If I agree and she doesn’t want to stay, no matter what I tell her, what then?”

I have to hope that’s not the case, but considering how Eva was with me before I came out here, I honestly don’t know where her mind is.

“Then I’ll have to keep you both confined here until she changes her mind. It’s too damn dangerous out there for the both of you and for us if you’re seen.”

“I get that. I can turn her around. Don’t worry. I know how to work my sister.”

Void chuckles. “I bet you do.”

Her eyes fall to him in a mocking glare. “Don’t be so judgmental. You don’t know how our relationship works. What we’ve had to go through together… it’s been tough.”

Void draws his brows in tightly. “Lighten up, princess. Everyone’s been through shit in their life.”

I sit back, folding my arms over my chest. “What’s with everyone arguing today? You two sound like Eva and me. Sisters cut from the same cloth. You get your backs up about the smallest shit.”

“We’ve had to battle for everything in our lives, Nycto. It’s in our nature to fight for what we want.”

“There’s a distinction between fighting for what you believe in and carrying the fuck on for the sake of it. You both need to learn the damn difference.”

She sits forward. “Do you fight for the sake of it, Nycto?”

The question throws me. Do I? I guess so.

I bend rules.

I push boundaries.

I make decisions without thinking shit through.

I try to do the right thing most of the time and adhere to the guidelines as much as possible, but in all honesty, sometimes I just say fuck it and do what I want. It’s why Hawk and Torque are always on my damn back—because I’m a loose cannon.

How can I reprimand Ivy for something I’m guilty of myself?

I’m a hypocrite.

But she doesn’t need to know that.

“I’m going to see Eva. Gauge her headspace. When might be the right time to tell her about you?”

Ivy sees right through my avoidance. “I’m going to mingle with the club girls. There’s too much testosterone in here for a girl to handle.”

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