The Reaver Chronicles: Raziel (Book 1)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Rayne, knock it off. I need to examine your wounds." He snapped, pulling his wrist from my grip and grabbing onto my chin. I allowed him to look, but I knew they wouldn't be there anymore. I had no idea how to explain that to him. "Just lie, tell him that it wasn't your blood it was from Sarah, it was just on her nails." Wynter said, which was a great idea.

I opened my mouth to spit out the lie, but he spoke over me. "What pack are you from?" He asked. Panic flooded through my chest as I backpedaled, trying to avoid this conversation. "Rayne, don't fucking play with me, I know you are a Wolf. What fucking pack?" He growled. Fuck... I had to tell him now, I couldn't keep denying it, not when there were so many damn indicators.

Finally, I sighed and looked down. "The Obsidian pack." I mumbled, hoping he didn't hear me and would just forget about it. I couldn't be so lucky. His breathing hitched in his throat. "Alpha Drake?" He snapped. I nodded my head. He inhaled slowly. "Jesus Christ, does he know you are here?" He hissed.

I shook my head. He then put his thumb and forefinger to the bridge of his nose. "You are playing with fire, you know this, right?" He hissed. "How in the fuck do you know about any of this?" I interrupted, not caring that I completely ignored his question.

He raised his hand and elongated 5 Wolf claws, spinning them around between us. I gasped. "You're a Wolf?" He turned from me and clinked his claws on the sink. "I'm a Hybrid, half Wolf, half Human. My mother had an affair, but we all pretend that she didn't. Luckily, I still look like my 'dad' enough not to cause concern. But... well, you know. I'm surprised you didn't realize it the first time we spoke." He said. I just shook my head. "I wasn't paying enough attention to notice." I retorted, offended that he would take a jab at me like that. He ignored me with a snort.

"So now what?" I asked. He shrugged. "We both have a secret, so we both need to keep it. We are going to go back downstairs and get fucking trashed. Everyone is going to cheer because you kicked Sarah's ass, and you are going to appreciate the recognition. After tonight, we both just keep our fucking mouth's shut and you stop kicking Human's asses. Deal?" He said.

I didn't agree, I rolled my eyes. "Rayne, I'm serious! Knock your shit off. Where is Eric anyways? Weren't you with him earlier?" He asked. My stomach felt like it fell straight out of me onto the floor. Pain, sharp and furious, clawed its way into my chest, and tears attempted to make their way out of the silver prisons that caged them.

"I... I don't know where he is. We got into a fight earlier and he left... I thought... I thought he would be back, but..." I said softly, before the cages failed to hold their prisoners, allowing burning hot tears to escape down my cheeks.

"Fuck... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... fuck it, you need a drink." He said, pulling a bottle of Crown out of his inside jacket pocket. "Rayne, are you ok?" I could hear Jae's voice outside of the door, faintly.

I looked at Brett who nodded for me to open the door just as his claws rescinded into his fingertips. I unclicked the lock and opened it. She eyeballed Brett, who was standing behind me, for a bit longer than I think she wanted to, before looking back at me.

I knew I still had tears cascading down my cheeks but I had taken the crown and tipped the bottle back. I looked at Jae and shrugged. She started laughing nervously but took the bottle from me and followed suit. Brett pushed his way past us both, and only shot me a glance as he headed back down the stairs. He didn't even bother to take the Crown with him.

"Ok girl, SPILL!" Jae cried. I shook my head. "It was nothing, he was just asking me about Eric, which is why I'm now crying..." I said softly. "Brett didn't try anything?" She asked. I shook my head. "No, he just asked about Eric, that's all." She sighed out loud. "Fuck him. Let's go, we need more drinks."