Page 210 of Shadowblood Souls
The whole reason I started getting cozy with her was so she’d open up…
I have to know the whole truth too.
“Okay,” I said quietly. “I want one more thing.”
“Name it.”
“I want you to show me your memory of everything that happened from when you left me in the farmhouse to when I caught you talking with Jacob.”
A flicker of surprise races through Andreas’s expression. Before he can speak, Jacob lets out a rough sound from where he’s standing near the snack table.
My attention jerks to the other guy. “What?” A prickle of renewed irritation climbs my spine. “Are you worried it’ll makeyoulook even worse?”
Jacob swipes his hand across his mouth. His face hardens, but he answers evenly enough.
“I know it will. But that’s my fault.”
At least he can admit that much.
I tug my gaze back to Andreas. He nods. “Whenever you’re ready.”
Last time, when he showed me what they experienced after our first escape attempt, he suggested I sit down first. I lower myself to the floor and brace my hands on either side of me.
“Go ahead.”
Drey’s eyes shine crimson, and all at once I’m back in the basement.
I’m back, but not as myself. My silver-steaked hair, the stuff that made Griffin call me Moonbeam, unfurls across a blanket beneath my new view.
It’s Andreas’s eyes I’m looking through this time. Andreas’s arms wrapped around a much slimmer, smaller body than his own.
Andreas’s body tensing in the moment before he tells me he needs to go talk to Jacob.
I think I know why he started the memory here. Because while I can’t read his emotions in the memory, I can feel the way he resisted releasing his hold on me.
He didn’t want to let me go. He didn’t want to leave me.
But he pushes himself swiftly up the stairs with an air of determination that radiates through his body. He walks straight to the room where Jacob is sitting on the floor by the window and stops on the threshold.
“We need to talk about Riva.”
The Jacob of weeks ago answers Drey with the same coolly dispassionate tone he used so often back then. “I told you on the train. We’ll revisit that subjectafterwe’ve gotten whatever we can from Engel.”
As I watch from within, Andreas marches right into the room with a shake of his head. “No. All the venom—in every form—needs to stop now. It shouldn’t have gone on for even this long.”
Jacob’s icy gaze turns into a glower. I can see why he didn’t love the idea of me revisiting this conversation.
“It isn’t up to you,” he snaps. “You don’t get to make the call.”
Andreas crosses his arms in front of him. “You’re not in charge here either. We’re in this together—isn’t that how it’s supposed to go? You’re not always right, Jake, and this one time you’re incredibly wrong.”
“I guess you can make your case once everyone’s awake. In the meantime?—”
Before Jacob can finish his dismissal, Zian and Dominic appear in the doorway.
Zian swipes at his bleary eyes. “We’re awake. What’s going on?”
Andreas turns to them with a sense of urgency winding through his limbs. “We’ve been wrong about Riva. I got the whole story out of her, and she hasn’t lied at all. She didn’t turn on us even a little bit.”
