8. Cal

Not a huge suprise but it didn't take long to confirm being underground is fucking boring.

Alpha Reu storms up and down, relentlessly checking every pipe and valve for something to do. Luna Elvie has taken to her room, studying furiously as to why the light turned against Mireille.

There is nothing I can do to help. I’m an inconvenient guest. Plus, I don’t care how many tricks they’ve managed to stuff into these long corridors. Little libraries, music rooms, meditation chambers. It’s all just disguising the fact that we’re prisoners.

Add onto that a layer of worry that I’m going to wake up with Howen’s hand around my throat and I’m far from happy. Howen is a worry because I saw the look in Hope’s eyes at the meeting. The exact same as mine. Six months of enduring a magnetic pull. Something crackles everyone we spar and I’ve got to keep a lid on it.

Whether I like it or not, when I had my hands on her wrists, her chest arching up to meet mine, there was a spike of desire between u