Page 134 of The Midnight Order
“That’s real. I went over those reports multiple times. There were no errors.”
“But I might not be the key to the curse?”
Corvin clears his throat. “Correct.”
Silver’s breathing stutters, and I know it breaks every heart in the room. Jasper turns her toward the door and leads her out.
“Goodnight, sweetheart,” I whisper. Corvin grabs my hand, and I tug away from him. “I’ll be in the basement.”
“I’ll be here.”
I’m left reeling as I hear Silver’s footsteps leave the grounds. She might not be the answer to our problems, but she’ll leave one hell of a ghost behind in her wake if she isn’t.
Chapter 35
Jasper
Silver walks beside me;the only sound between us is the rustling of our feet on the damp, dew-covered earth. Today was a lot to process, even for me, so I allow her the space and silence to process everything she heard.
When her pseudo-aunt’s house emerges before us, she stops. Her hands raise to her hips as she gazes at the structure. “I don’t even feel like I should be here right now.”
“Why?”
“Because of everything. Because of Soliel and all the secrets she was keeping. Because of everything that’s transpired between all of us. Because of everything.”
I clear my throat. “I know, but we don’t know how much of everything we’ve been feeling is drug-induced.”
She scoffs. “Come off it. It can’t be.”
Turning her to face me, I keep my hands on her shoulders as I pin her with a no-nonsense stare. “How did you feel about Lowell earlier?”
“I—” she shifts, biting her lower lip.
“I know how it sounded. Your screams carry, Sweet Silver.”
I can hear a beautiful rouge filling her perfect cheeks. “I think I forgot that even if a door is closed in the manor, there’s noactualprivacy.”
I grin. “That’s beside the point. How did youfeel?”
“Alive. Addicted. Enthralled.”
“Stop right there. You see all the words you used?”
She drops her gaze from mine. “We do this right, then?”
“We do this right.”
“I’ll leave you here.”
She slinks her hand into mine and gives me a shake of her head. “Come in for a bit?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
She leads me up the steps, and I flick my hand to open the lock.
“I’ll never get used to any of you doing that.”
“There’s magic in partaking in blood. It’s imbued in us. Though drinking synthetically doesn’t afford us much power.”
