Page 43 of The Hunger
My scent must have tipped Jenna off regarding what I was feeling because she reached out to pat my shoulder.
“Hey, it’s okay. I promise things will get better,” she said.
I wrinkled my nose.
“In my experience, it doesn’t. It’s just one, long slippery slope into hell.”
She opened her mouth to deny that, but her phone buzzed again. We both looked down at the message.
Willow: Aubrey is coming home for the mate run.
Jenna groaned, and I hated that I’d been right. Things were far from getting better for either of us.
“Our lives might seem like hell,” Jenna said. “But it’s Fenris who’s truly in hell right now. Everyone is looking for him, and bringing Aubrey home proves that Raiden won’t stop until Fenris is mated.” She shook her head and stood. “I better go. There’s a lot I need to do before Aubrey’s back, controlling our lives.”
“You’re welcome to hang out with me any time you need to hide.”
She smiled her thanks and left quietly.
Fenris’s continued silence and the resulting guilt still weighed on me heavily by the time Mom and Dad woke up again.
“Baby, where’s Jenna?” Mom asked, joining me on the couch.
“She had to leave. Aubrey’s coming back for a pack run.”
Mom’s brows rose in surprise. She knew, thanks to long calls with me, that Aubrey had been sent away for eating human flesh. However the pack reformed their own, I doubted she’d been at it long enough.
“Well, that’s interesting. I wonder why.”
“Because Raiden is just as desperate to break Fenris’s obsession as I am. But I don’t think it’s going to work.”
“Why not?”
I wrinkled my nose to stop the tears that wanted to form.
“Megan told me something that leads me to believe he was obsessing over me long before I fed from him. I just wish I knew why. Maybe then, Raiden could actually help Fenris instead of having a pack of females chase his son until he collapses.”
“Have you asked him?”
I looked at Mom in confusion.
“Ask Fenris when he started to feel things for you. He’ll tell you the truth.”
I exhaled heavily, hating that she was right and dreading what it would mean.
“You’re smart, Eliana, and you like to do things your way. So find a way to help your friend.”
She kissed my cheek then went to check what Dad was making them for breakfast.
While they were distracted, I sent the message that would likely make things a lot worse before it made them better.
Me: Fine. I’ll meet you. Where and when?
CHAPTER EIGHT
My phone rang, and I answered it with a weak hello.
“Is this another trick?” Fenris asked, his tone far from playful.
