Chapter twenty six: smell of drama

"You know what? I'm actually pretty full. You should go ahead without me." I told the twins, watching them stand up from their seats. Silas lifted his arms up while he stretched, not interested in what I had to say. I stared at Sei for an answer, fiddling with the sleeves of his black hoodie. I had worn it to get him to come cuddle me. Men love it when women wear their hoodies, even though some of them pretend they don't.

Alas, it didn't even make him look at me. It seems to me that impressing hybrid men is different from impressing human men.

"You ate how many times?" Sei asked me with a bored look. I thought back to it. I only had a bit of breakfast, which I didn't even finish because of the tension in the room. My silence told them all they needed to know.

"Then it's settled, you're coming to dinner and this time you'll finish your food." Silas said, putting on a grey jacket.

"But..." I started to retort.

"No excuses. You need to get as much energy possible. It's going to be a ro