Page 155 of Broken Souls
His jaw tics, so I squeeze my bestie extra hard before pulling away. I smile. “It’s good to be Family again.” I punch him in the shoulder. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I only found out last night,” he says, “when you were too busy getting your insides rearranged.”
I blush.
He grins. “And I like seeing you all excited. You’re cute.”
I narrow my eyes at him, then at Varius as I feel his jealousy hitting hard. His hand wraps around the back of my neck, and he pulls me to him.
“Thank you,” I say as I wrap my arm around his waist. His grip loosens a bit, but he doesn’t look at me, his focus on Dayne. “You will be her bodyguard from now on. If she steps out of this house, you better be with her.”
I groan. Dayne smiles. He’s going to be insuffereable.
“Yes, Boss.”
“You’ll be working with Quinton anytime she’s off the property.”
His smile fades, and mine shoots up. Oh, I am looking forward to teasing the two of them and putting them in awkward situations. I just know Quinton was all up on Vlad at the wedding reception just to get a reaction out of Dayne. It didn’t work, but give it time. I have never seen him so irritated by someone that he’s already fucked. Usually, that has always gotten them out of his system. The fact that Quinton is still in there is making me excited.
He gives me a look to tell me I better behave myself. My grin widens. This is going to be so fun.
“Now leave us,” Varius says. “I need to discuss something with my wife.”
As soon as Dayne’s gone, Varius turns to me. “Khalid has banned you from going to anymore meetings.”
“What?”
“He says you’re too volatile, and we can’t keep killing our allies.”
“But I apologized to the bitch! You’re the one who –”
“I know. And I’m sorry I messed that up for you, but you will still help me rule this Family, Micha. You’ll just have to do it from the shadows.”
My jaw tightens. All of this just feels like he’s trying to hide me all over again. Nothing but sweet words and no actions to back them up. “Whatever,” I say as I cross my arms. “You just don’t want to change tradition. Women are nothing b–”
“I risked starting a war and losing hundreds of million a year for you,” he says sharply. “I sure as hel will change a damn tradition for you.”
I don’t say anything, still not quite trusting him. But I nod so he knows I’m not blocking him out.
He sighs, then kisses my forehead. “I need to go meet Aleric. We need to figure out a plan to kill Antonio, but I love you, Micha.”
I nod again. He tenses as he waits for me to say the words. They sit heavy in my chest, not wanting to come out, not because I don’t love him but because I no longer want to speak at all. We still have our issues. I still have my fears, and sometimes they get overwhelming.
“I love you,” I finally murmur, but he’s already gone. So I get out my phone and text him.
With us at war with the Death Hunt, I don’t want him to ever leave the house thinking I’m mad at him. That could be the last thing he ever thinks of me.
My throat tightens as I grip my phone hard. A sudden feeling of deja vu hits me.
Every time my life starts looking up…
No!
Jumping to my feet, I head over to the gym to work out my nerves. But it doesn’t matter how many times I hit the bag or spar with Sau, I still can’t shake the feeling that our time together has already started to run out.
Fifty-Four
HIM
