have incredibly good sex and feels insecure and threatened by that.”
“Wow.” I allowed all of this to sink in. I had really thought that Kane had felt the need to go kill Javier because he was afraid for me and concerned about my well-being. Was it possible that he really was doing all of this because he was jealous of Javier?
The idea made me sort of… sad. To think that he could go end his life just because he was jealous.
It also made me hope that he wouldn’t try to do the same to the rest of my mates. They were the bigger threat, as far as I was concerned.
Kane had acted like he would be okay with whatever decision I made, but what if he wasn’t?
What if he didn’t stop killing until he had me to himself completely?
Kane was gone for weeks. The worst part about it was that I didn’t hear from him at all. He had his phone, and he also could have tried to communicate me through mind-speak, but he just didn’t.
It made me sad, and it made me miss him even more. My body had gone deep into withdrawals, but I thought that maybe that was what he wanted.
Maybe he knew that me not hearing from him at all would only make me want him more.
It was a torture that I couldn’t quite describe. I felt hopeless and moody. Desperate to see him or hear from him again.
Normally, I spent a lot of time with my mates, but now?
Well, all I did was sit in my bedroom all day, studying and wondering when I would ever hear from him again… if I would ever hear from him again.
I didn’t like the girl who I had become. I was supposed to be stronger than this, but I felt so weak again.
I wasn’t supposed to need a guy, but it really felt like I needed Kane. And I hated every second of it.
Chapter 24
In the beginning of May, I got home from school one night. The house was dark and empty. All of my mates were at student conferences, which were supposed to run pretty late into the night.
It was the first time four of my mates had left me completely alone since I’d escaped from Milos’s dungeon. And it was a weird feeling. Actually, it was more than just a weird feeling. It was also sort of giving me separation anxiety.
I didn’t like being alone, especially in this huge house at night. I didn’t worry about Iris that much these days, but I found myself worrying that she or Milos were hiding out in the house somewhere.
Of course, none of that was too logical. If Milos and Iris were going to try to kidnap me again, they probably would have done it in a trickier way, the same way they’d gone about it last year. But my PTSD was real, and it clearly wasn’t going away any time soon. I just hated that I was so codependent on my mates in the meantime.
Kane’s voice filled my mind then. “Did you just get home from school? I’m in the back yard.”
He was home. Finally.
“I’ll be right there.”
The excitement that I felt about him being home was ready to boil over. Being away from him had been so hard. It was hard to believe that there was finally an end to all of this. All I felt was relief. And did I mention excitement?
As I headed out the back door, I found him sitting in a lounge chair by the pool. His emerald green eyes, which sparkled underneath the outdoor lighting, locked on mine. “Hey, you.”
“Hey.” I smiled when I saw him. “I’m so happy you’re home.”
“Home. It’s funny that you call it that,” he murmured.
“What’s so funny about that? You do live here,” I reminded him.
“The only thing that feels even remotely like home about this place is you.”
The butterflies swarmed around inside my stomach.
“So, did you get the job done?” I asked quietly, even though I didn’t really want to think about it.
“Yeah, the problem is taken care of.” His eyes didn’t move away from mine as he spoke, and I got the feeling it was because he couldn’t not look at me. It was like I was a magnet for his eyes.
Well, the feeling was mutual.
It was as if being away from him made me see him more clearly or something. My mate was drop dead gorgeous.
His muscles looked way more pronounced underneath the dim