“Don’t leave her side.”
“Are you serious? Do I look like her babysitter?”
The last thing I wanted to do was look after someone who had managed well on her own until now. And just becauseAdrianwas a busy person didn’t mean Iwasn’t.I had my own problems.
“She’syoursister.”
“I know that, and I’m making sure she learns how things work here.”
“Good, then we’re on the same page.”
Speechless, I tensed my jaw.
Adrian was silently cleaning the brushes, not letting on, ifanythingwas going on with him emotionally. Sometimes you could think he had no feelings, except perhaps doubt and mistrust.
Nicolaj had trained the perfect puppet. How had Bastien allowed that to happen?
“She’s planning something.”
I looked at my blood brother in surprise.
“She didn’t go home with me and David today.”
“She’s probably sleeping there,” I argued, annoyed by this conversation.
“You know she can slip. One more wrong bite and it’s war here.”
As much as I wanted to deny it, he was right. Larissa was a Ruinouveau and belonged to our clan. Whether she wanted to or not. And if something happened again, like with Mady... She only had to stop drinking for a while.
I gave in. “And what exactly does that mean formenow?”
“Go to university, look after your sister. That’s all I expect of you,” he said calmly and I took a deep breath.
University was the last place I wanted to go right now. Especially after the thing withher…
What had started out as a bit of fun was now a bittoo muchfor me. I didn’t even know why I kept thinking back to it... I had only wanted to tease her. I still did. Someone had to bring her back to reality,for fuck’s sake,get her off her high horse. But something had prevented me from simply using my powers. Probably because she had distracted me.
And so, I had fallen for Emely Copeland’s mind trap... and she had ended up falling into my arms.
No matter how hard I tried, that absurd moment when she’d been on top of me, her innocent look, her warm hand on my skin...lingered in my mind.It had felt so strange... And no matter how hard I tried to erase it from my mind, she kept reappearing.
If she were a Quatura, I could swear she would have cursed me, even though Quatura couldn’t do that. Perhaps it was simply because she was a female Senseque. Beautiful, strong women by nature.
Only I didn’twantto think like that, didn’twantto fall for the charms of her nature. I wasn’t that naïve. Her nature should make me want to keep my distance.Not the opposite.
“Miles?”
I jerked my head away from the picture of the winter landscape. However, it had wandered there.
“Yes...” I began, trying not to show how distracted I was. “See you later then,” I added quickly and made my way to the university.
As I parked my car next to Bastien’s, my skepticism grew. All this time I had been racking my brains about all sorts of things, and now Bastien’s car was here on campus amongst all the others.
What was he doing here? And where exactly was he? At the Senseque rector’s? It was eight pm...
An uneasy feeling crept over me. Something was going on here. Maybe I was paranoid because Larissa hadn’t answered her cell phone even after the third call.
I made my way to her accommodation, but didn’t go in, instead I rang the bell. The Quatura would kick my ass if I walked in like that.