Page 57 of Darkening Truth
What concerns me the most is the reaction that I had to her when I watched her almost slit that student's throat.
It was sudden, primal, and the hold I have on my beast slipped for the first time since I was a youngster.
Chapter Nineteen
Aldrastos
Thankfully, everyone was so focused on the magnificent display that she was putting on that no one noticed that my eyes had changed. If they had, it would have raised questions. A lot of questions. I’m not the kind of creature that is found in the Fae Realm. Hell, I’m not a creature that anyone even remembers existing.
I was never supposed to step foot in this realm, and it’s only thanks to a very powerful Seer, and some of my realm's most powerful supernaturals, that I was able to cross over. We don’t even know if I can get back in. In theory, I should be able to, but as it’s a one-time thing, it can’t be tested, and no one was one hundred percent certain that I would be able to get back.
My only hope is finding the team that is supposed to be able to not only get into the realm, but also help to save it as well.
I must admit that when I heard that a team had come back that had been gone for so long, I did think that it might be them that I was looking for, even more so when I saw the way that Farren dealt with the student. The shadows that stuck around and played, moving up and down her legs, in such a way that made me want to stare, had me growling at my ridiculous reaction to her.
It became clear pretty quickly that they weren’t the team I was looking for. I was told to look for a team that had more strength than they should have, one who could do things that they shouldn’t be able to do, and Farren and her team, well, all of their power levels were pretty standard, strong, sure, but not strong like I was told that they should be.
Which led me to the conclusion that they definitely aren’t the team that I’m looking for. The problem is, I’ve been here for a while now, and no one is strong enough.
It doesn’t make sense.
My mind drifts unwillingly back to Farren. There is something about her that throws me off, and worse yet, it makes my beast stir.
I don’t trust it at all.
It’s because of that I decide that I need to keep my distance from her. My beast stirs, clearly not liking the idea of keeping our distance, and I frown. All his protest does is firm my decision. I can’t risk being distracted from my mission here. I need to find the team that can help save my realm, and from what I’ve seen so far, they’re all too weak.
An image of Farren fighting flashes through my mind. There’s an edge of feral violence to the way that she handled that situation. I have no doubt that if the student had made a single wrong move, then Farren would have ended her as if it were nothing.
The way her team reacted wasn’t what I would have expected it to be either. They loved it. That feralness was present within all of them as well.
It intrigues me far more than it should. Which is why I briefly considered that they may be the team I am looking for, but as I said, their power levels just aren’t high enough for that to be a possibility.
It’s probably a good thing that it isn’t them. I’m not sure how professional I would be able to remain if it were.
The Seer told me that there would be obstacles that I would have to overcome in order to find the team, and I can’t help but think that she, Farren, must be one of them.
I can’t get distracted, I can’t afford to.
It should be easy enough to avoid her. This academy is enormous. There is no need for us to cross paths unless strictly necessary.
The unease that stirs inside me once again at the thought of avoiding her, this time the man and not the beast, makes me even more certain that I’m doing the right thing by doing exactly that.
In my opinion, someone who can stir so many different emotions in a creature like me should not be trusted and should be avoided.
Especially at the moment.
Farren
When we get back to the room, we hang out for a while, deciding to order dinner up to the room, instead of eating down in the dining hall with everyone else.
Eventually, everyone heads back to their rooms for the night, but I hesitate as I stay sitting on the sofa.
As tired as I am, I really don’t want to sleep alone tonight.
As Kill walks past the back of it, everyone else having already disappeared, I grab his hand, “Stay with me tonight?”
“Fuck yes,” he says immediately, wiping away any nervousness I had about asking him. He launches himself over the sofa and scoops me up into his arms. Carrying me into my room, and making my smile widen.
