Chapter 32
Jade
Damian’s trust in me meant lots of gifts and the best food that could be made in the cafeteria. I had expected the witches to stay away from me but they embraced me when I finally had the courage to go to them. The wolves had stopped in their tracks andliterallybowed down to me when I passed them in the halls or the commons. My throat felt thick with emotion as a massive cookie was placed beside my steak for dinner. The serving lady, that I finally recognized as the one that had brought the cake to my room, gave me a tearful smile.
“My daughter was the one you saved the other day,” Her voice trembled as she whispered. I bowed my head in response. I didn’t know what to say but I knew the witches felt like they owed me. I didn’t mind either. It would help me, in the long run, to get out of here.
Lucas was already seated waiting for me. His steak looked pitiful. I switched our trays and took the little one. I wasn’t feeling like myself. Usually, I was ravenous but today, I still felt sick about killing those wolves. I wanted to eat, I really did but every time I looked at the meat, all I saw was their blood on my hands. Instead of eating the steak, I took the cookie and broke it into little pieces.
“You know he’s watching you, right?” Lucas nodded to my untouched steak.
“I’m aware, I think I’m sick or something.”
Lucas scoffed. “Werewolves don’t get sick, silly.”
I frowned. “We don’t?”
“You shouldn’t…” He trailed off. “Unless you’re getting sick from being kept from your mate.”
I rolled my eyes. “Everyone keeps bringing up my mate, but wouldn’t I know it if I had one?”
Lucas shrugged. “I’ve never had a mate, I wouldn’t know.”
My shoulders fell. “Why does everything have to be so confusing?”
Lucas chuckled. “That’s life, baby doll.”
I wrinkled my nose at the nickname. He had been trying different ones out since we had our heart to heart. I wasn’t really fond of any of them, but he wasn’t going to stop until something stuck. “I am not a doll.”
He grumbled. “You’re right, you’re not fragile at all.”
I sat up straight as a thought came to me. I leaned forward and brushed his hair away from his face in a flirty manner and whispered, “I think I have a plan.”
He raised his brows and leaned closer before he pressed a kiss to the corner of my mouth. “This is dangerous. He’s watching you.”
“We need a distraction,”
“Kissing in the middle of the cafeteria will do that.” He smirked as he leaned in closer and licked up the side of my neck. I shivered and felt all the eyes in the room turn to us.
“We need something more dangerous.” I panted.
He leaned back in his seat but I stayed poised above the table, like I was waiting for more.
“Yes, I agree but the timing isn’t right.”
I pouted. The only place that there wasn’t surveillance was the bathroom. We had never ventured in there together but this was different. Things were getting more dangerous. Even though the wolves bowed down to me, I could taste their anger. I had taken valuable members of their pack. They would retaliate. I had to be ready. I had to get the witches out of here safely.
My hands shook as I turned the shower on. Lucas peeled his shirt off as he walked into the room and then closed the bathroom door behind him. “We won’t have much time.”
I nodded. “Can you find the witches’ families?”
He shook his head. “I told you that my magic doesn’t work like that. We would need blood from one of the families in order to track the children. I don’t deal in blood magic.”
I sighed. “But someone can?”
He pressed his lips together. “My granny can.”
“But how are we going to be able to get her some blood?” I paced across the tile.