“I’m not taking you in there… so something that can disguise me so I can sneak in. Like a cloaking spell or something.”
“Giving me some serious Harry Potter vibes.” Chris smirked.
“And that makes you guys the ugly werewolves,” Raihana remarked.
Chris didn’t reply. I noticed the sudden tension between them, but I didn’t ask. Right then, I just wanted to figure out how we could get to Delsanra.
Night had fallen. Raihana had been making notes and studying on our trip towards the Coven’s base down near London. They would return home after the spell was done, and I would go on alone, something both had argued with me over, but I was not going to risk them. They had done enough.
We were in an open space not far from the Coven’s castle. Raihana had used a locating spell to pinpoint Delsanra, and sure enough, my assumption had been correct and we were close to the base too.
I had brought Delsanra’s bag of candles and other witchy supplies along, and we were getting ready to cast the spell that we had decided on.
“You know, if this messes up, we are fucked,” Chris said quietly.
“It should be fine,” I said firmly. I had faith in Raihana. She was smart, witty, and a fast learner. She gave Chris a scathing glare.
“I’m not so stupid that I’m going to hurt my brother.”
“Anyone can accidentally mess up. It’s all I meant, Princess,” he shot back. All throughout the journey, any exchange between the two had been the same.
“Okay, care to share what the hell is up with you two?” I asked, frowning, finally getting frustrated with it.
“Nothing at all,” Raihana remarked.
“Yeah, nothing,” Chris muttered. It wasn’t normal for Chris to get angry or upset fast.
“Raihana… what did you do?” I asked quietly.
I had tried to mind-link her earlier after they had told me she wasn’t able to, and sure enough, I couldn’t make the connection. Although Raihana acted okay about it, I didn’t miss the sadness in her eyes. Even though it had been fleeting, it was affecting her. I hoped that she and Delsanra could someday be there for each other as the two witches of our pack.
“Someone just couldn’t take the truth,” she remarked. Chris’s eyes flashed as he glared at her.
“You know what? I’ll just wait over there whilst you lot do this shit,” he growled, kicking a stone on the ground and storming off. I looked at Raihana, who only rolled her eyes.
“What was that about?” I asked quietly.
“I told you, he just couldn’t take the truth; he came this morning to ask for help, and I called him a man-whore. Which he is. I don’t get why he’s so sensitive.” She didn’t even look up as she drew the symbols slowly on the ground. I was impatient at the speed she was working, but at the same time, I knew this was new for Raihana and, as she pointed out earlier, one wrong symbol and the spell could go dangerously awry.
“Ri, you know you can’t just go around calling people stuff like that,” I said, crouching down, hoping she’d just look up for a moment. She simply pouted, copying a symbol from the book slowly. “Raihana…”
“I’m listening, and I don’t see what’s wrong with saying it as it is. Do you know how many women he’s slept with?”
“And why should that be our business?” I asked. She glanced up, frustration clear in her eyes.
“Can you stop defending him? It’s just irritating,” she muttered.
“Why?” I persisted gently.
They were two people I loved, and I didn’t like seeing them angry. Even if they rarely mixed with one another, the fact that they had this intense issue between them didn’t sit right with me.
“Do you know everyone praises him for being an amazing Delta?” she asked quietly, looking up at me. I nodded. Yeah, although I wasn’t around, I had heard only praise from Mom, Dad, and others. “But everyone looks past his flaws.”
“Flaws? You mean the fact that he just sleeps around?” I asked. She nodded, and I sighed.
“Raihana, that isn’t our place to decide. He’s twenty-four, and he hasn’t found his mate. In a way, the one-night stands are better for him than an emotional relationship that he doesn’t want and would possibly be destroyed when his mate does come along. He makes it clear he only wants sex, and none of those women have an issue with it. We can’t just shame someone or judge them on just one aspect of their lives.”
“But if it was a girl in his place?” she asked suddenly, looking up at me.