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“It’s not!”
“So, what the fuck does it matter if the human traffickers are after another human? Leave her behind then, let them sort out their own shit if that’s what you’re so hellbent on getting away from.”
He glared at me, and I glared right back. How could he tell me to just let them get to her? Didn’t he get it?
But he didn’t get it. How could he? All he’d reacted to was what he saw from the outside, and everything he’d said was right.
Fuck if I was going to admit it, though. Not to him, and not to myself.
“I have to go,” I said. “I’ll see you around.”
“Sure,” Rowan said.
I turned around and walked away without really fixing anything with Rowan. We would get to that at some point. I knew this for a fact.
I walked toward the cabin before I realized where I was going.
What did all of this mean? The traffickers, the magic, Lorraine and what I felt for her… there was so much going on that I didn’t understand.
It didn’t matter, though. It shouldn’t have. Like Rowan had said, I wanted to leave it all behind.
The problem was that it would mean leaving Lorraine behind, too. I wasn’t sure that was what I wanted.
I shook off the thought. She was human. I’d already walked that road, I knew how it ended. Besides, she had a life to get back to.
After All Hallows’ Eve, it would all be over, and then none of it would matter anymore. I just had to keep her safe until then. Then I could let go of it all and move on with my life.
What life?a little voice screamed at the back of my mind.
I ignored it and kept walking.
ChapterTwenty-Five
Lorraine
Iwas in the kitchen, baking another pie, when someone knocked on my door. When I opened it, there was Ash.
“Why did you knock?” I asked. He usually just let himself in.
Ash scratched the back of his neck. He looked bewildered. His eyes had dark circles underneath them, like he hadn’t slept.
“Are you okay?” I asked. “Come in.”
Ash stepped into the house. He really looked out of it. His eyes darted around the room before they settled on the small open-plan kitchen.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m baking a pie,” I said. “I’ve been trying to keep myself busy. There isn’t much to do around here except bake and walk around in the forest.”
“You’ve been in the forest?” he asked, his tone alarmed.
“Just at the stream and the orchard beyond it,” I said. “I haven’t been outside of the barrier.”
Ash relaxed visibly.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Nothing,” Ash said. He rubbed his eyes. “I’ve just been… it’s been a rough couple of days.”
