Confessions of a Wanton

10 Bite me

🎶 Wolves : Sam Tinnesz and Silverberg 🎶

I stare at the house in front of me. Vacillating. Do I say something? Do I let it slide? What the hell?

The light turns off. Front door opening.

Killian.

Even in the darkness I can tell it's him. The arrogant posture, the sleek way he moves around, rolling muscles on muscle. He avoids the lamplights, walking away from the house in the opposite direction than the trio had gone. Stopping, He looks over at my house. Powerful body coiled, ready for action.

I swear his eyes glint in the light. Kind of like the ocular glare that wild animals give out at night time when light shines in their eyes. That's not possible though. Humans don't have that gene.

He nods my way before molding with the darkness, turning and heading behind Damiens backyard. I hear dogs barking in the distance.

A faint breeze stirring that sweet lilac scent, bringing me out of my trance. I don't know how long I'd stood there, only that now Damien and Roman are a few feet in front of me. Worried expressions crossing their faces as they call my name. The full one.

"Charlotte?!" Damien ran the last few feet to me reaching out as if to shake me. I blink. Then shiver. I didn't realize how cold I am. His hands drop before touching my face.

"Are you all right Char?" Roman asks behind him, looking over Damiens shoulder at me.

"Y-yeah, just thought I saw something." I smile weakly. I had seen something. I just don't know what to make if it.

"At my house?" Damien looks about, alarmed, following my gaze. Jax slipping out the dog door just then allowed me to let out a breathe of relief I hadn't known I'd been holding. Damien looks back at me bewildered.

I know Killian said to not get in close with Jax. But the big puppy is an innocent and already tugging at my heartstrings. I don't trust that Killian won't kill Jax though. I guess a part of me had worried that's what had happened.

I'll have to be careful about what I tell Killian tomorrow. If he hadn't witnessed tonight already.

For the first time since I started working for Killian I feel a sense of unease. This case is different the others. I'm going after his damn brother, but part of me thinks that this isn't where the weirdness will end. That It's only the beginning.

The thought of Killian watching us earlier in the woods makes my blood run cold. I'd shared things with them that I'd never shared with Killian. If he'd heard...

This is my job.

I am adaptable.

Still, I find myself wanting to scream at Damien to run. I want to tell him everything and it's only been a day. I don't know this man and yet I feel more connected to him than his brother whom I've been sleeping with for the past 5years.

I need to straighten out my damn priorities.

I chuckle slightly. "Must be tired." I state, reaching around the doorway to bring out the remaining bone. I hand it to Damien, who looked at it skeptically.

"For Jax. I gave him one earlier, but it's not right if I give him one and you don't. Has to be equal." I smile softly.

The look Damien gives me looks pained. Grateful. Incredulous and dare I say hopeful? I'm not sure what the emotions flitting through his gaze mean.

It's just a bone for crying out loud.

"You sure you're ok Char? Want one of us to stay with you tonight?" Roman offers.