permission, of course. He is a good angel and the only person in the world I trust completely,” he tells me, and I can only nod. I want answers, and I trust Morgan, even though I shouldn’t. “But, baby, your dad was right. You must not show that mark to anyone."
"Why?" I ask.
"Because it makes you different, Lexi. Different in a fucked-up world that already has your parents locked up," he tells me. “Promise me you won’t show it to anyone. No one.”
"Okay, got it. I won't show anyone it," I reply, not that I planned too. I wasn’t going to show him, but it was an accident.
"It means more than what I told you," he explains to me. "But that isn't important at the moment. I can see you look freaked out enough."
"I'm not the only one looking and acting freaked out, Morgan," I muse.
"Yeah . . ." he mutters, though he clearly has his mind somewhere else.
"Can I go back to my room?" I ask him, and he nods, though he isn't looking at me. I walk to the door, and his voice makes me pause.
"I’m not going easy on you because of today. If anything, you need to be better and stronger than you currently are if you are going to survive," he warns me. “I need you to survive.”
"Do you want me to survive?" I ask him, though I don't look back, only hearing my heart beating in my chest. I shouldn’t have asked that.
"To my own surprise. Yes," he tells me, his voice sounds as astounded as I feel hearing him say that. "Don't make me regret it, Miss Cameron."
"I won't," I answer before heading down the stairs. It's a quiet walk back to my apartment, and I open the door, finding Sera and Javier in the kitchen as I shut it behind me.
"Are you okay?" Sera asks me, rushing over. "I got worried as you didn't come back last night. Santino told me the twins took you back to theirs because you drank too much."
"Yep, didn't realise they have magic drinks here and I'm okay," I tell her, and she sighs in relief. “Did you have a good night?”
"I just chilled and watched some soaps. I can’t wait to tell you what happened in EastEnders.” I grin at her, wanting to know, but she changes the subject. “Did you go to your private lesson?" she asks.
"Yes and no. I'll explain later when we are alone," I say, seeing Javier listening in as he sits on the counter, this time thankfully wearing clothes. "Hey, Javier."
"Want to watch a movie with us?" he asks, and I look to Sera, who seems as surprised as I am. I carefully eye Javier, wondering if this is his twin with a much better attitude or something. He only smirks back, his eyes fixed on me, and I see as his gaze drifts to my hoodie and back to my eyes. I imagine he can scent Claus or Nikoli on the clothing.
"Sure. What are we watching?" I ask.
"Javier is a massive Adam Sandler fan, and there is this new detective movie he made with Jennifer Anniston. It looks good," Sera replies. “I made toffee popcorn for us to share.”
"I wanted to watch that, it sounds lovely. Give me a few minutes to get changed," I say, placing my hand on Sera's arm before walking away. I look back to see Javier watching me, his calculating eyes no doubt thinking up a load of trouble.
"The dog is back," Amethyst says as I go into my room and shut the door. “And you are a dirty stop out, then again you are a teenager.”
"Sera is also a wolf, and you are rude," I tell her. “And going to a party isn’t a crime, Amethyst.”
"Sera doesn't smell so bad," she huffs, lifting a paw and she starts to lick it.
"I don't think he smells," I reply because he actually doesn’t. Both him and Sera smell like a forest with an undertone of something I can’t quite place.
"That's because you like him and his sexy abs," she replies, stretching out and heading to the door. "Maybe sexy abs will let me sit on his lap and then you can be jealous." She pulls the door open with her paw and heads out, her tail sliding across the door.
Cats be crazy. That's all I'm saying about this.
Chapter 19
Sometimes crazy can look pretty normal
"Guess what?" Sera asks as I sit down at the counter, resting my