Man Of My Dreams

Chapter Nineteen

Silas didn’t come back to visit me. And Kian didn’t return for nearly a full week. When he stepped into my room, relief washed over him. But it didn’t last long. His face went cold once more. “Are you going to tell me how you faked a mating bond?” I had asked Mrs. Nora to bring me some books to read while I wasn’t busy with planning on how to kill Silas. I looked up at Kian from the book I was reading, and resisted the urge to scoff. I didn’t say anything for a moment, and just looked at him.

He looked tired. Like he hadn’t slept in days. Weeks, even. That makes two of us. “If you truly believe I was able to do anything like that while on lockdown in your house, then you really are daft.” His eyes narrowed at me, and it felt like he stared straight into my soul. “You have access to all the knowledge you would need to figure it out. Who’s to say you didn’t learn Sangrian just to be able to succeed?” I shook my head. It really doesn’t matter what I say. He’ll never believe me. Not over a friend he’s had for more than three-hundred years.

I sighed, and closed my book. “I learned your language because you hurt me. And I wanted to figure out how to sever a bond we may have already had because you weren’t helping me figure it out like you said you would. Don’t you see? I was locked away in a fucking swamp all of my life. Never shown an ounce of love and affection. And then you.. You give me crumbs. The bare minimum and I let you. All for you to dismiss me, tell me you don’t want me here. But then, turn around and pretend like you care about my safety and well-being so you could lock me up?” I stood, and began pacing the room.

“You’ve caused so much damage to me in so little time. You’ve broken my heart. All I wanted to do was separate us. To stop whatever was making me dream of you, so I could leave without having to watch you fuck other people in my dreams.” He flinched. I had struck a nerve with that last statement. “So, forgive me for taking matters into my own hands so I could speed up the damn process. And if you’re too stupid to see your so-called friend is actually your enemy, then fine. Keep your blind eye turned away from the facts. But stay away from me if all you’re going to do is make false accusations.” I walked into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

Screw that. After all I’ve been through, I deserve better than this. I slid down the bathroom door and pulled my knees to my chest. Mrs. Nora would come and share with me what she’s learned about Silas soon. Hopefully she can tell me just what I need to do to kill him. I know a stake through the heart would do just fine. But I couldn’t exactly invite him into my room– wait. That’s it! I could, actually. I could seduce him. I could pretend I wanted him to join me in bed and land the killing blow when he least expects it. He’s always cornering me or trying to touch me. It wouldn’t be hard. Unless he doesn’t fall for it, and kills me first.

I heard my room door click shut. Kian must have left. I cracked open the bathroom door. Yep, gone. Good. He’ll only distract me from what I need to do. Truth is, I love Kian. The bond we have is real, the mating one. I know it is. And I know deep down he knows it, too. So. I’ll give it one last go. I’ll do what I need to do to get rid of Silas. I’ll scrape together any and everything I can to prove to Kian that Silas is his enemy. A soft tapping came from the door. I knew it Mrs. Nora. Her knocks were always light.

She closed the door gently. “I have something for you.” She walked over to me and handed me something. “A tape recorder. In case Silas returns. I can attach it under your nightstand. And when he comes, if he comes, the record button is the biggest one on it. Reach under and turn it on.” I nodded. “I think I can seduce him. Somehow. He’s always looking at me like he wants to eat me. I figure that can be of some use.” Mrs. Nora pursed her lips. “Hmm,” was all she said.