Chapter Fifty Four
RILEY
I paced in my room.
What if he had something important to tell me?
I shouldn’t have slammed the door at him as I did earlier, it was wrong of me.
He was right; I was pushing him away, and I feared he would go to the only one available and ready to give him a listening ear.
You know what? Fuck it.
He was right; I couldn’t pull through with this; it was simply impossible. I headed back to the Thane room. Nothing has changed since I moved.
I headed to the inner room, moving as silently as I could… I stopped short.
Bella had her legs wrapped around Thane’s waist. I stood there, watching them; it took everything in me to hold in the tears and turn around.
It was too late. I had pushed him right into Isabella’s waiting hand. If I had any tears left, I would have let them out.
I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t think, and for the first time I wondered if I should have taken Isabella’s offer while it was still on the table.
I visited Ethan because I needed someone, anyone, to be with.
Watching him made me happy; it always did. Finally I could take in breaths without feeling the pain in my chest.
“Momma is going through a hard time now. I just want to have a family filled with love and unity. I want you to be happy. I want a happily ever after for us all–is that too much to ask?
I feel like I have messed up everything; I should never have come up with the dumb idea, but I thought I was being selfless like Isabella always is. You know what saddens me the most? He seems happy with her, content even, and suddenly I feel like a misfit. We are supposed to have passed this stage a long time ago,
but here I am, back here, once again.”
Daisy was waiting in my room by the time I returned.
“I would have asked why you are here, but I already know.”
“Where is he, Luna?”
“Gone,”
“You did this, didn’t you?”
“No, he did this to himself, not me.” I stared at her hand; it was shaking. Something was wrong with
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her. “Hey, are you alright?”
“No, I am not. I can’t stop thinking about it.”
“Thinking about what?”
“His bite… I can’t stop thinking about what it will feel like to be bitten by him. I know what this is; it’s like an addiction. I can’t think straight; I had to stay off my duties for the meantime. But you can help
me.”
“You think I can help you?”
“Yes,” she answered.
“How?”
“I know what you are; you are half demon.” She walked closer to me. “I need you to feed from me,” she said.
“Are you crazy?” I asked.
“This is the only way,” she said, before taking out a pocket knife. She split her own skin and forced her arm to my mouth. I stepped back, but her blood stained my lips. The scent of it was simply enticing.
“I can’t.” I whispered.
“You want to, and I am willing; you call me friend, and now I need your help, please.”
I licked my lips, and the taste of her blood was like… fine wine; I held onto her arm, and I dug my teeth into it. She let out a cry as I drank from her; finally, she pulled away, her hand shielding the cut.
I walked towards her, wanting more.
“Luna,” she called, and I snapped out of my bloodlust. I wiped my lips.
“What have you done?”
“I’m sorry,” she muttered, before walking past me and sprinting out of the room.
The demon in me wanted more blood; it wanted to drink of her till she had no more to give.
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