Page 82 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

Finally, I had enough. I contacted SID and let them know what was going on, and they contacted HID because I was human, and they didn’t have human liaisons at that point. I gave the information to HID, and fuck knows what they did with it. HID knew about my involvement with Dimitri and all of the things that I did outside of the law. They didn’t care that I did it to help people, and after that, I did it because I had no choice. So, they made me a deal, and that’s how I ended up working for them.

Swallowing around a lump of emotion and pushing the memories back, I say, “Thank you. I’ll explain it all to you guys one day.”

“We’ll be here when you’re ready,” Doc says.

“Okay, we need to get rid of the body properly before it gains attention,” Evander says.

“The good news is we’re in the middle of nowhere so hopefully it hasn’t already garnered attention,” River says, his gaze is on me and worried. As soon as he realizes that I’m looking at him he opens his arms for me.

Griff kisses the top of my head and then nudges me toward River. That’s the second time he’s done that now, and I have to admit that I really like it.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Neith

River immediately wraps his arms around me, and I hug him back tightly. It’s amazing how these men can settle my nerves and my hurt with a simple touch.

I’m in trouble, but I’m going to ignore it like an adult until I can’t anymore.

“I’ve got this,” Ransom says, as he moves closer to the body. He stops as he gets to River and me and kisses my cheek, he smiles softly at my shocked expression and says, “I’m sorry he hurt you, Neith.”

I return his soft smile with one of my own. Marveling at his kindness and how free these men are with affection. It’s easy to see how Coen fit in with them.

He moves past us, and heads to the body that’s still on fire, as he watches his fingers flick lazily in the air and the fire turn white hot, the flames eating through everything that’s left of the body and destroying it completely. When the flames have nothing left to burn, they extinguish, and Ransom waves his hand again, dispersing all of the ashes and somehow leaving the grass beneath the body completely untouched.

“That was amazing,” I say.

He smiles, “Thanks.”

“Okay,” Evander says. I see questions swimming in his eyes, in all of their eyes, really, but Van pushes them away and continues, “Do you want to just head to the house?”

“Is he likely to have been alone?” Reed suddenly asks.

I nod, “Yeah, he’s a scout.” I reassure them, and they all relax again. “We need to eat, I’m starving. Let’s order some stuff to go, and then we can head back to the house.”

Van nods, “Are you sure?”

I smile and then laugh as my stomach growls loudly, “Yeah, I’m sure.”

We all turn back around and head to the pub. I move out from underneath River’s arm, and Van immediately pulls me under his.

“I wish you would have come to me,” he mutters.

“I couldn’t, it wasn’t safe. I didn’t want to put you in danger. I know it probably doesn’t make sense, but Dimitri saved me, and what he saved me from was a thousand times worse than anything that Dimitri did. I made enemies when I was with Dimitri and before,” I reply honestly.

I figure I’m already going to get the flashbacks thanks to what I have already shared, and Dimitri speaking, that always bringsback memories. Good and bad, and I end up pretty fucking sad for a while. The voices get it, they understand, and they’re as subdued as I feel. They liked Dimitri before he changed. He really felt like one of my people.

I just wish I knew why he changed so drastically. Whether it was just the power that went to his head, or the money.

“I would have been there for you,” Van says.

“I know. That’s why I had to keep you as far away as possible,” I reply. “I’m here now. I’m not going anywhere.”

He stops, the others moving past us and into the pub.

I look up at him and I’m shocked to see so many emotions in his eyes, “Please don’t just disappear on me again. If you need to leave, or want to leave, I’m not going to stop you obviously, but please say goodbye.”

“Shit, I’m so sorry, Van,” I reply. “I really thought I was doing the right thing; I thought that you would be so busy with the magical academy that I could just slip away, and you wouldn’t notice.”

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