Page 10 of My Silent Demon

Onyx didn’t take his gaze off her. “Osian, sign the same thing,” he instructed.

N looked at me.

Can you read this?I signed.

N blinked. “Yes, I can read that.”

“Huh.” Onyx’s hand came up and rubbed his chin in thought.

“Maybe they’re fated,” Wynn said.

Fated? My heart beat wildly in my chest. Onyx and Wynn were fated. It happened so rarely that there was no way N and I could be, too. N and I couldn’t be destined to be together.

“Maybe,” Onyx said.

Convinced, Wynn nodded confidently. “We should tell her.”

N narrowed her eyes. “Tell me what?”

Wynn turned her gaze to Onyx. He looked at me. Hesitantly, I shook my head no. Wynn wanted us to reveal the paranormal world to N. I couldn’t agree to that. N would be terrified if we revealed our natures to her so soon. She’d barely been around us. We’d never see her again if we told her now. ...Did I want to see her again?

Onyx took control. “Not now. Let’s leave it for a little while.”

Wynn sighed. “Fine.”

N replied angrily, “What aren’t you telling me? Are you guys shifters or werewolves or something? I’ve only ever heard ‘fated’ in those shifter books. I thought that was all imaginary. Start talking!”

Wynn half-smiled and corrected her, “You’ve heard ‘mated’ in those books. They aren’t werewolves or shifters. Don’t worry about it. You and Osian should get to know each other better, though. You’re fated. Soulmates. You’re supposed to be together.”

“What aren’t you telling me?”

“It’s not important. It doesn’t define them.” A grin broke over Wynn’s face. “You guys should talk more. Get to know each other. N, I promise, you’re safe with Osian.”

N sighed. Irritation lined her face.

I had to admit, the fresh development intrigued me. No one had ever instinctively understood me before.

I gestured toward the door.

We should go. It will be dark soon,I signed.

“Okay.” N started to leave, but Wynn jumped off her stool and stopped N. Wynn pulled her into a hug and whispered something in her ear. N nodded and walked away.

N kept her eyes to the floor and wouldn’t look at anyone. Something made me feel like N was pulling away. A never-before felt ache started in my chest. I frowned and pressed on the offending area.

“Thanks for dinner,” N said. “See you all later.”

“Good night, N,” Onyx said.

“Thanks for coming over,” Wynn said.

N quickly left the room to grab her backpack off the couch. I followed behind her.

We rode down in silence in the elevator and stayed silent on the car ride. Her anxiety filled the car. I could feel it, and it only made the ache in my chest hurt more. How unusual.

Which dorm?I thought as I pulled onto campus. I’d have to ask her.

“The Hollowell dorms,” she said without being prompted.

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