Wickedly Mated (Being Edited)

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Trust

A/N: Hello Readers! I know I said I'd have this out in two days but I had urgent business to attend to. But here is chapter 27 and to the right is a picture of Santana. Thank you all for reading. Enjoy!

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

     Maria's crying had the house quiet because in the middle of the living room was Caines body and it was covered with sheets. I've cried until I couldn't cry no more. I was covered in blood and it smeared my arms. Drayden, Troy, Greg and Kenny all surrounded his body, quiet and staring as if it was a dream. I wish this was a dream. A nightmare. Brody sat next to me, his arm not leaving around my shoulder. He asked if I needed to take a shower but I didn't answer, I didn't want to say anything. I didn't want to think anything. This was the worst night of my life and losing someone so dear to me didn't help. Maria sniffled the tears and she started to mumble something under her breath and for a quick second she looked my way with a glare. She quickly looked away when she seen I was staring at her. I watched as her hands clenched into fists. The atmosphere was gloomy and she wasn't making it better. I stood up and started for the door but Brody quickly grabbed me by the arm,

                   "Eryn-"

                   "Let Go!" I said and Brody looked at me as fear crossed his eyes and he did as I asked. When my arm was released I walked out to the porch. I sat on the rocking chair and asked myself why my sorceress didn't show? Why didn't I know how to summon it or even try and stop what was happening? Why was it Caine and not me? He was so young. The moments with Caine then started to flash through my head. I shook my head to get the memories out. Now was not the time to think about the good times with him. Thinking about him period was making me more angry then sad. I looked out towards Draydens Mustang, other then his mustang, our front yard was empty. My car was left out a few miles towards the bar to burn out. After I seen Connor a piece of me blamed him for Caine's death. Why didn't he come with me? Did he just want to stay with Maria? Why was Maria even here? I hadn't noticed my finger nails digging into the rocking chairs wood until a small piece of it dug back into my nail and I flinched at the pain. Damnit.

     I pulled the wood out and sucked the blood that dripped out and then my mind wondered back to Connor. He'd been gone for a good three hours since he went out after that wolf. Who was the other wolf that saved me from that Andrus guy? For a moment, the Andrus and the blond women looked related. Maybe it was the hair color and blue eyes they both shared that made it seem that way. Wait . . . Dante. Was that Connor's brother? Was that why the resemblence was so familiar? I ran back into the house and stood in the door way of the living room,

                     "What's Connor's brothers name?" I blurted out and they all looked at me but Maria was the one to paste a glare onto her face,

                     "Who are you to ask about Connor's brother?" Her hands where still clenched into fists when she asked me that. Drayden looked at Maria and she relaxed a bit. He then looked at me,

                     "How do you know about Connor's brother?" he asked me and I went red forgetting it was suppose to be a secret that Caine told me. I needed to stop thinking about Caine as I looked away from their stares,

                      "Caine told me about him. But I just can't remember his name and I-" I was going to finish but Maria interrupted,

                      "You have some nerve bringing that up. You know nothing of Connor and here you come in his life bringing up his past. Who the hell do you think you are?" She hadn't let the glare falter and obviously the subject was touchy on her side. I looked at her now, matching her glare,