Page 25 of I Regret Nothing
“He is.”
Faust crossed his arms and cocked an eyebrow at me.
“Boyfriend?” he growled like it mattered.
“Why? Do you plan on hunting him too if I had one?”
Faust let out this little grunt like he totally would.
“Just making conversation, inmate. I was rude to you before.”
“Rude? You’re fuckinghuntingme to find out I am. You grunted at me when I tried to make a conversation with you. I’ve been digging through your files for days, and you justnowdecide I deserve my commissary that you should have done as soon as they processed me? What the fuck? My mentor was a wolf, but he didn’t fuck with people’s heads.”
Faust perked right up.
“A wolf taught you? Who was it?”
“Someone who is kind and not a psycho like you!”
“I’m not hunting you anymore, Rei,” he whispered.
I almost didn’t hear him. Since when did he use my given name? He always just called me inmate or the number they assigned me in processing. Did he figure me out already?
“So, what? You’ve figured me out, and this is the part where you kill me?”
Faust stalked over to me and grabbed my shoulders. He was pretty fucking intense when he met my eyes.
“I’mnotgoing to kill you. You have my word, and I swear on my wolf. I’m not letting anyone else kill you either. That witch is going to be a problem.”
Well, that was fucking major. Hauserneverswore on his wolf unless he meant it, and it had to be a significant oath for him to break that out. I was now sure of one thing. Faust wasn’t going to kill me, and he would make damned sure Venus didn’t either. He now knew my mentor was a wolf, and I would have totally understood the gravity of what he just promised me.
“I don’t get it. Did you figure out what I am?”
Faust went back to his desk and plopped in his chair.
“I still don’t have a fucking clue, and I’m dying to know. But you can tell me on your own time if you want. I’m not trying to fuck with you. Some things have come to light. I’ll explain later. For now, let’s get your commissary set up.”
I still didn’t trust Faust. Just because he promised not to kill me didn’t mean he wasn’t killing people in this prison. I didn’t need a psycho wolf up my ass when we tried to break out of here. Still, maybe he could solve my Venus problem.
Faust held out his hand.
“Bring me your file. I’ll get your commissary set up. It takes forty-eight hours for the transfer to process, and then you can buy what you need. Get some flip flops because there are all kinds of nasty bacteria in the shower. There’s a microwave in the kitchen, and you can buy noodle cups if you hate the food here. There’s junk food if that’s your thing. You can eat it or trade it. You can also buy toiletries. Lock those in the cubby in your cell because they get stolen often. I don’t need to tell you there are bad people here.”
Why was he being so helpful today? What the fuck happened after it was lights out for the night, and he returned in the morning? Because Faust was being super helpful for someone who acted like that when we first met and had stacks of paperwork like he didn’t give a shit about inmates here.
“What is the catch? Why are you suddenly being so helpful?”
“I’m not a bad person, Rei. I realize I fucked things up when I met you. I guess I just got wrapped up in smelling nothing like you before and turned it into a game. It was stupid. You were probably terrified of being in prison for the first time, and I made it worse. I’m sorry.”
Oh, shit. Did big, bad Faust just apologize to me and make it a good one? My eyes traveled up his uniform to meet his. He looked sincere and like he desperately wanted me to accept it.
I still didn’t trust him, but something told me Faust was deeper than Rajack gave him credit for.
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