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I stared at him, completely confused. “But… you could’ve just called my dad and left. Why didn’t you?”
He stared at me, and for a moment, I thought his gaze softened. “I wanted to make sure you were okay. And your dad would be busy gelling medicines and stuff, so I thought I might just… stay.”
I couldn’t form words.
That was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me.
Okay, maybe not. But it was Nathan freaking King! I was allowed to freak out.
He rubbed the back of his neck, like he was almost embarrassed. “I was worried. You looked really bad, Christy. I didn’t want you to wake up alone. And also…”
He hesitated, his expression shifting.
“Also what?” I asked.
Say it, Nathan. You’ve been in love with me forever. You want to marry me. You want to make me yours.
He looked around like he wasn’t sure if it was safe to say whatever he was about to.
I held my breath in anticipation.
“When Zane brought you in… he looked weird.”
Now I froze.
“Weird? How?”
Nathan leaned closer. “His eyes. I swear to god, they turned
About Lia.
Blake had taken her.
I was sure Zane wouldn’t let her get hurt, but what if he was too late?
What if something had happened?
Nathan sat down beside me, watching me closely.
“I think we should report it,” he said. “Whatever’s going on with Zane, people need to know. He could be dangerous.”
Ah, crap.
Now how the hell do I convince him not to?
-CHRISTY’S POV-
“I don’t think so,” I muttered, faking a laugh.
Nathan frowned, his perfect eyebrows pulling together. “Why not?” he whispered.
“Because, Nathan, you likely imagined it. The lights in the gym were so messed up.”
“No,” he replied. “I know what I saw, Christy.”
“You saw wrong,” I replied. “You know how crazy it sounds? Eyes gone completely black? Like is he a demon or something?”
Nathan stared at me, then his eyes widened. “The Hounds,” he said softly. “Like hell hounds. Maybe that’s why they call themselves that, Christy. Maybe they are demons.”
I licked my lips.
“Cool theory. But no. I think if Zane was a demon, I would’ve known.”
“How?”
“My best friend is dating him,” I shrugged.
“And? Where is she now? Because she disappeared in the middle of prom. And she didn’t even come to see you.”
My heart tightened in my chest.
“I’m sure she has good reason for that,” I muttered.
“That’s what I’m saying too, Chris. Maybe the good reason is that Zane hurt her. Or she found out the truth about him and he locked her up. You tell me yourself, is it like her to not come visit you when you need her the most?”
“Zane would never hurt her.”
There was a knock on the door, making both our heads snap towards it.
“Come in,” I called.
The door opened slightly, and then Lia stuck her head in.
A wave of grief took over me, one I’d been suppressing for too long.
“Lia,” I whispered, sitting up, as tears pricked my vision.
She didn’t waste a second and rushed up to me, pulling me into a hug.
“Are you okay?” I asked, a tear sliding down my check.
“I’m fine,” she replied. “Are you okay?”
I laugh-sobbed, nodding. “I’m okay. Zane saved me.”
“Yeah, I did,” Zane announced, sauntering inside the room with balloons and a bouquet.
I smiled at him, but then glanced at Nathan, whose face had gone pale.
He stood up, moving to the side, away from us. His eyes fixed on Zane like he was watching a ticking time bomb. His jaw was clenched, and I could tell he was itching to say something, but didn’t. Not with Zane looking so calm and confident and completely unaffected by the tension buzzing in the air.
Zane placed the bouquet and balloons on the bedside table. “They didn’t have your favorite flowers, so I got whatever looked like less of a funeral arrangement,” he said, trying to lighten the mood.
I narrowed my eyes. “What are my favourite flowers, Zane?”
He grinned. “No idea.”
I chuckled. “Thanks.”
Lia sat beside me again, holding my hand gently. She hadn’t let go since the hug. “I wanted to come sooner,” she said, eyes soft with guilt. “But a lot’s happened.”
Nathan cleared his throat loudly, like he wanted to say exactly what he thought had happened. Zane turned to him, his blue eyes unreadable.
“You can go now, Nathan,” I said softly, even though a part of me wanted him to stay forever.
Nathan looked at me, then at Zane and Lia. “You sure?”
I smiled at him in reassurance. “Yeah. I’ll text you later. Thank you… for staying.”
He nodded slowly. His eyes flickered one last time towards Zane, and then he walked out without another word.
As soon as the door clicked shut behind him, I exhaled.
“Okay,” I said. “Tell me everything.”
Lia glanced at Zane, then back at me. “You remember what happened in the washroom?”
“I remember Blake,” I said quietly. “He pushed me. I hit my head.”
Her jaw tensed. “He took me right after that.”
“What did he want?”
Zane leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “To run away with her. He marked her.”
My eyes widened, gaze settling on her neck now. There was a bandage on it, one I didn’t notice earlier.
“So what now?” I asked. “Are you not Zane’s mate anymore? Did it hurt, Lia? Are you alright?”
“Relax,” Lia said, squeezing my hands. “I’m fine, Chris. Yes, it hurt. He’s a piece of shit. But Zane arrived after, thanks to you. He took me to his pack house and they saved my life. Healed me. Then Zane marked me too. And now I’m absolutely head over heels for him.”
I frowned, “More than you already were?”
“Yeah. Didn’t think it was possible.”
I smiled, pulling her into a hug. “I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you, Lia. I was so useless back there.”