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There, Kenna stood and her presence scared me.
“Why were you outside?” she asked.
“I took Pup out…for a break,” I explained and her gaze fell to the door.
“Just be careful…don’t be making that a habit.”
“You’re sounding like Drake,” I laughed nervously but acknowledge her warning, “No worries, I won’t be doing it too often. And besides, Pup didn’t detect anything and she had animal senses…”
Kenna smiled slightly, “As do I, silly Erin. And something is off.”
I didn’t know what to say until she said I should probably get some sleep. Glad for the excuse to leave, I released Pup and wished Kenna a goodnight.
Behind me, Kenna stayed in the living area all night, watching the front door.
That evening, nothing happened. At least, not yet.
CHAPTER 26
I didn’t immediately fall asleep simply because I could feel the lasting impression that something was wrong. And Kenna was alone, again.
I couldn’t leave her alone again, not this time. Josh wasn’t here to stop me.
I slipped back out of bed and a shiver ran up my spine as the cold slipped into my body from the soles of my bare feet. I hugged myself…the house was inexplicably cold.
I dared not speak out to call for Kenna simply because I was frightened that she wouldn’t be the one to answer: perhaps I was paranoid or smart. I may never know.
I came down the stairs and witnessed Kenna still in the same spot as I left her. Her eyes fixated on the door and she looked in some sort of trance until I stumbled on the bottom step.
“I thought you were going to bed,” she acknowledged but did not release her gaze to meet my eyes.
“I did, too. But it’s no fun for you to sit here all by yourself,” I shrugged.
“Erin, go to bed,” she insisted.
“I can’t,” I pursued and sat down on the couch. Even that was unusually cold and I resisted shivering, “Are Asmodeous’ shadows here?”
“I can’t tell, but something is,” Kenna mused, “Please, get some sleep.”
“I can’t sleep, MaKenna. I already told you.”
“Erin…”
“Kenna. I can go upstairs and crawl into a bed and just lie there all by myself, becoming more paranoid and scared with every second. Or I can stay here with you and suffer the same symptoms but won’t be alone. At the very least,” I argued.
Kenna narrowed her eyes and finally looked away from the door to bore her eyes into mine. They weren’t the usual color I had come to know. They were almost white, pale, and chalky and seemed to be starring right through me.
“Not all the symptoms. You’ll be safer up there. If you don’t want to be alone, go to one of your cousin’s rooms,” she looked back to the door. I shuddered again and regarded the stairs.
I said nothing, did nothing, and offered nothing to tell her that I would conform. And she didn’t counter it and make me obey.
We stayed in that room the rest of the night and as I previously said, zilch happened.
However, even when it was morning, my skin was chilled, the air was still, and the apprehension didn’t dismiss itself.
Drake was the first to come downstairs in the early hours and he perceived us as having woken earlier than himself, “How long have you two been up?”
I didn’t have the guts to admit we had never slept and apparently neither did Kenna, “Just a while ago, I guess.” She turned to him with a tired smile and it was the first time since I came downstairs that she tore her gaze from the entrance and she didn’t go back to watching it either. She took my arm and went to the kitchen as Drake descended down another set of stairs that led to the study he had claimed.
I was confused as to her change of position and was struggling to keep tire from claiming me. “It’s not gone…but I don’t think it’s dangerous. Not now, at least,” she explained.
“Should we move then?” I asked. I knew if we were in any danger than we should find a new place to stay but Kenna shook her head.
“No,” she answered.
“But…”
“No, we aren’t done here. There may be clues to where Garion is and…,” she shook her head, “We’re safe for now.”
But I still felt cold. Maybe it was just me or even the winter chill. But either way, it enabled me to feel doubt in her choice. Did she choose that we were “safe” only to bring her closer to Garion? Was she compromising our safety because of him? Because this was where Garion was most likely to go if he escaped? His childhood home?
Though, just like Kenna predicted, nothing happened and we were seemingly unscathed for two weeks.
But all good things come to an end.
Sorry for the shorter chapter, but it was a good place to stop before things take a differnet turn into more events! Leave feedback, what do you think?
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