Chapter 16:

ZEKE.

Madam Yv told me to rest, but I won’t, resting is not for people like me, I don’t deserve to lie down and sleep, I don’t deserve to even close my eyes, because when I do, I am hit with memories.

Some memories we try to keep, and some we just wish it goes away, but there’s a line between distant memories and memories that we want to keep.

Currently, I am in the room gazing outside the window. This room is lovely, the view from here is great, I can see the whole courtyard from here. The pack-house consists of fifty bedrooms, history rooms, meeting rooms, studies, and dining rooms.

I trace my hand along the outline of the window, my breath suddenly growing jagged. The door clicks behind me, and I turn only to see Logan fuming.

“What did you do last night?” He growls, his voice hidden behind a shake. “She could have known!”

“I am guessing Madam Yv told you, now, if you don’t mind. Step out of my room.” I say dryly, not bothering to move from my place.

Logan and I have a secret, a se