Semua Bab The Rogue Kings II: Bab 41 - Bab 50

I stood in the living room of Nate’s temporary home. He was throwing around plates and a pan as he cooked dinner. It was actually funny watching him throw a tantrum. Finally slamming the pan down on the island, he glared up at me.“You can’t do that.”“I can, and I already did. Miguel and Karl’s team already are taking care of it.”He growled and spun around, grabbing plates, slamming down those too. “Who asked you to do anything? You’ve been so wrapped it in whatever the fuck you’re doing that you shouldn’t be sniffing around my work! This is my job, Silas!”“Nate, you’re better at delegating than this.”“Delegating? Do you know how hard our warriors have worked over the past couple of months? They have been doing double duty. Patrols and making sure that we are safe all the while helping around the pack. I told them we were done. The only thin

Shaking my head, I took over for Silas. This was the one time I could push him back and lock him up. He’d been getting black out drunk more often lately. It allowed me to slip into control. I always could keep the memories from him as well. Something I never thought of doing until lately.Getting up, I had to reach out for a second to steady myself. One bad thing was that the alcohol still affected our body. It was like taking over with a severe handicap. Stepping slowly, I walked through the house and opened up the door. The chilly night air felt pleasant, and I felt my control over our body get a little better.Crossing the grass with bare feet, I was surprised to find the concrete colder than the grass. Walking up to Nate’s door, I thought about knocking, but it was well into the evening. I didn’t want to wake him up if he was asleep already.My poor mate. He had been working so hard. Not even trying to live up to Silas’ expectation of

Nate led us to the other side of the house. The side had two doors. Nate opened the door that was facing the back of the house. Stepping in, I knew this was my space as well. Although the color palette was muted, brighter pieces of photography adorned the walls. The windows were bigger than my last room and it was also double the size.“The pictures are from Aelia when she was overseas.”Spinning around, I looked at Nate, who was leaning against the doorway. “W-what?”“Finn and Noah let me go through some of Aelia’s old photos. Apparently, she liked to take weird photos of different things where they went. Just like what she did when she got her first polaroid.”Walking up to the pictures, they were of very specific things. A light pole, a specific window of a building, a flag on a ship. Everything was so focused on that, you would could miss seeing the Eiffel Tower in one, the Colosseum on the other, the pyramids

Moving to the edge of the bed, I ran my hands over my muscles on my left leg. It was tingling with the pain that usually signified the weather was going to get bad. After a long moment, I got up and hobbled over to my bathroom. I didn’t close the door behind me, but my eyes widened as I looked at myself in the mirror.I had bruises, bites, and red marks all over me. There were even worse bruises on my sides. My bruises were healing, but it was clear I’d been held down. Swallowing, I closed my eyes, trying to think, trying to recall anything that happened. Wren chuckled in the back of my mind, and I froze.‘Wren?’‘You got quite drunk last night.’My eyes narrowed. ‘Do you know what happened?’‘Maybe.’I waited, but he stayed silent. Huffing, I got in the shower and let the hot water soothe my muscles. Turning around, I rinsed my back when

“God damn it, Nate!”I rolled my eyes and put down my weights. Turning, I gave Charles a deadpanned look. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs with his hands on his hips. It was probably a blessing the Moon Goddess didn’t let Charles be a wolf. He would have been more of a menace than Silas at this point.“I’m fine.”“I don’t care if you’re fine! I care you don’t hurt yourself when you know you need help.”With my back to him, I continued through my reps. “I’m not even doing anything extra today. I don’t feel great today.”“Yeah, because you’ve been losing weight!” Charles squatted down in front of me, grabbing the weight out of my hand. “I’m getting worried, Nate. Are you sick? Did something happen?”“No. I’m not sick. I’m perfectly fine. I just have been forgetting to eat. Mer has me on a sc