The Lost //✔️// [DEVON SEQUEL] BOOK 2 [DISCONTINUED]

• Plan B? •

   I clicked my seatbelt into place and let out a long sigh. What the hell is going on? It's like the universe was throwing every possible curveball our way.

   Jodi backing out, Harrison and Kat having a BABY? And on top of that, Isaac-
   "Hey." I hissed, Devon looked over at me, his face pale, "When the fuck were you going to tell me about this Isaac situation?" I asked.

   He rubbed his face with his hand and slumped back in the drivers seat, "I wasn't going to, just hoping it'd come up casually when you were around - and it did." He smirked slightly, I wasn't amused.

   "You know how I feel about Isaac, Devon." I spat.

   He simply nodded and started the car, driving us off Kat's sprawling estate.
   "I know Aria. I'm not exactly his number one fan, you know that, but there just comes a time where you've got to put things aside and see the bigger picture. Something bad is happening, not going to happen, it's already in motion and we can't stop it - we can only fight it, and with the Serpents in the state they're in, we have no chance without Isaac's help." He had a point, "I can't even begin to describe to you the way the world would turn out if Victoria and Jensen get their way it'd be... it'd be the stuff of nightmares. They're horrible people, they do horrible things." Devons throat bobbed but he didn't continue.

   I allowed silence to settle between us for a while, after all it was going to be a long drive. It was already nearing 7pm, we wouldn't get home till midnight - and that was if traffic was good to us.
   Whenever we hit civilisation again.

   "Kat and Harrison are having a baby." I muttered, more to myself than anyone else, "If Jodi ever-" Devon pulled the car over and stopped.
   It was as if he couldn't physically focus whilst having this conversation. It is almost unbelievable.

   "It's not right." Was all he offered.

   "Fucking no it isn't-" I began.

   He shook his head, his hair falling into his face, "No, morally it isn't right but... something feels off about it all, something really isn't right Aria. Kat isn't stupid, she's not into Harrison and she certainly would never just come onto him, that's not Katherine." He worried on his bottom lip, and my mind drifted back to the piece of paper in my pocket, "Then again, I guess nobody is really themselves anymore huh." He finished and I hummed my agreement.

   We drove for a little longer until we caught sight of a motel, "Let's rest up here, I'm tired, it's late and we still have a good three hours drive ahead of us."
   Devon didn't wait for my response before pulling into the parking lot. He told me to stay put whilst he ran inside to pay for a room.
   He came back 10 minutes later with a key and what looked like a cheap bottle of Prosecco.

   I rolled my eyes and followed him towards our room, number 73.
   The movies are all wrong, these motels aren't bug infested mad houses. This room was luxury, golden papered walls, a huge double bed pillowed-up to the nines and complimentary snacks laid out on all surfaces.

   "Thank god for that." Devon muttered, "I was thinking it'd be like those ones you see in the movies - actually... I'm a little disappointed to be honest." He threw himself down on the bed and kicked his shoes off.

   Ditto? I guess. Not really.

   I flopped down next to Devon and allowed him to cuddle up to me, "What's our next move?" I asked quietly.
   Motels might look nice but there could be spies watching... who knows.
   Devon sighed and smacked his lips.

   "I really don't know, I guess we keep looking for the others, keep an eye on Jensen's spy, dig up information from Alexis and get some secure communication going between us and Isaac. That's all I really think we can do for now, but it should be enough." He began fiddling with my hair, "We need to be careful with Isaac, if Jensen or any of his goonies figure out he's working with us... he-he's going to do something to the kids." His breathing faltered slightly.

   Of course, Isabelle and Jensens little ones. He's just the sort of low life who'd use his own children as bait.
   "I thought children were important to people like him, you know... someone to take over when he's gone?" I asked.
   Devon nodded.

   "You'd think, he must have something planned, I've been thinking about it but I can't figure it out. His own kids, especially his son - offspring are important, and Felix - even though he's young - will have already been raised with the intentions of taking over from Jensen... unless Isabelle put a stop to it, which would make Felix expendable." It's disgusting really, using your children to get one over on someone, to threaten your own wife.
  
   "They have a girl too?" I asked, Isabelle was pregnant the last time I saw her, I'd forgotten.

   Devon let out a small chuckle, "yeah, little girl, they called her Alexandra. From what I can gather, I don't think Jensen is too precious about her, he's very traditional." Devon's voice had taken on a slightly guttural tone.
   "I'm the exact opposite... I don't want son's, I don't want them to have to go through what I went through. My men and women would be watching me, they'd need to believe there's someone who comes after and if I had a son they'd expect him to be raised with the understanding that he follows me. I couldn't do that to him." He finished.

   Hera. A daughter. It's what he's wishing for. He sees his future, and he knows how he wants it to pan out.

   "Hera." I whispered, my eyes fluttering slightly.

   "Exactly. She'd be protected from all this." He kissed the top of my head lightly as my eyes closed, "Both of you would."

   "I promise."

   And I drifted into my sleep.

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