Page 158 of His White Moonlight
“Lindi and I went to school together.Bennett knows things happened to me at the school, so he’s trying to find out from Lindi.It won’t work, though.She’ll evade direct answers, and he’ll walk away from her, frustrated and on edge.He and I have a deal that I have to stay until the end of the night.I’m banking on leaving early because of him.”
“There’s a lot in here to unpack.”
“Oh?”
“What happened to you at school?”
“Abuse.Mental and physical.”
“Who abused you?”
“That’s the question, isn't it?I believe it’s the one who put me in that place.And the ones who didn’t listen to me when I pleaded to come home.”
Konni’s expression lost its humor.
“You blame Bennett.”
“Shouldn’t I?I was perfectly happy living with the Wulf’s, but because of his jealousy after he got home, they sent me to hell.”
“So you want him to suffer like you did?”
“No.I just want him to let me go.I want to be free to make my own choices for a change.I can’t do any worse than they did.”
Konni looked across the room at Bennett, where he was talking to Lindi.
“I don’t think you realize how dangerous what you’re doing is, Wrenly.”
“What do you mean?”
“Not knowing who hurt you will drive him mad.He’s already holding onto his sanity by a thread.Before you came home, we were meeting almost every night to spar.It was the only thing that was keeping him in check during the day.That and your?—”
I studied his guilty expression.“My what?”
“Nothing.Forget I mentioned it.”
“I don’t think I can.What keeps him in check, Konni?”
He glanced at Bennett.I did the same and saw he was watching us.
“Tell him to tell me,” I said, meeting Bennett’s gaze from across the room.
Bennett nodded, which drew Lindi’s attention.She glanced back at me with a smile that some people might think was kind.I knew better.It held a hidden malice.
“Your scent,” Konni said.
“Ah.Yeah, I already found my old uniforms in his closet.He’s lucky it wasn’t my underwear.I would have killed him.”
Konni choked on his laughter.
“Pretty sure your mom would have killed him first.”
I hummed an indecisive response, no longer sure who had more of Mom’s loyalty.
Over the speakers, someone asked everyone to find their seats for dinner.I glanced at Bennett and Lindi again.She didn’t look like she was letting up on her conversation.She even had her phone out and was showing it to him.Whatever it was, it couldn’t be good, based on his fisted hands in his pockets and slowly reddening face.
“Are you a betting person, Konni?”I asked softly, not looking away.
“Depends on the odds.”
