From Slave To Queen (Athena and Michael) novel Chapter 48

Chapter 48

He glances quickly at Evanora and pulls me away from her. We hide behind a hut. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.

“Cassian hasn’t been feeding, he’s irritable,” he confesses. “I’m worried he’ll do something stupid out of his bad mood.”

“You talk like he’s a child.”

“He’s not, but he’s not used to being denied anything.” He sighs again. “He doesn’t like being told what to do or being forbidden, and here we are, with him stuck outside because he’s not allowed in while you, his feeder, are here with the leader of the Diluted ones stinking up your scent.”

“I don’t see why he should care.”

The corners of his eyes wrinkle as he smiles genuinely.

“Poor naive girl.”

“So,” I ignore his comment, “should we leave now that we’re here and close to solving the problem?” I lower my voice. “I know I’m not important to him, my life is nothing compared to his, but since he went to the trouble of bringing me, wouldn’t it be foolish to leave now?”

He purses his lips, thoughtful.

“We’ll wait,” he finally says. “I’ll do what I can to keep Cassian calm.”

He turns around and leaves without bothering to say goodbye to Evanora, though I don’t think she cares in the slightest. I return to her, and she’s waiting with a frown. We say nothing more; I just follow her through the camp while receiving wary glances from the other women.

I offer to help with anything, but Evanora refuses, telling me it’s best I stay out of the way.

When night falls, I make an excuse about fetching water to clear my head after spending the whole day locked up in the cabin. I’m grateful, but it’s suffocating. Now that I know everything that’s out there and that I’ll never get to see, being trapped inside feels like more of a torture than before. Even being in the fresh air now feels like a gift.

“Still around?” Eleazar’s voice startles me.

I drop the bucket I was holding, which doesn’t hit the ground thanks to Eleazar. My mouth hangs open. He’s very fast- inhumanly fast.

“Why? Does it bother you?” I reply, picking up the bucket and resuming my walk to the cabin. “Doesn’t surprise me anymore; it seems no one of your kind likes me.”

I say it jokingly, but he doesn’t take it that way. He steps in front of me, forcing me to stop. I lift my head to look at him properly.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to act like a jerk.” He nibbles his lower lip, revealing his fangs. “I’m not like him. Last night I was a fool -and apparently today as well.”

“Yeah, truth is, you’re a lot like him.”

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Chapter 48

I try to sidestep him, but he moves so his shoulder blocks my way again.

“Sorry to hear that.” He wrinkles his nose slightly. “And I probably deserve it, though I hate being compared to him.”

“Well, I don’t care.” I shrug and walk around him this time successfully. “Good night.”

I’ve only walked a few meters when he speaks again from behind.

“Can I ask why you’re here?”

I stare a moment too long at the hair brushing his shoulders and debate whether or not to answer. In the end, I decide to keep walking and say nothing. I’m tired of irritable vampires with mood problems. I’m not a punching bag for everyone’s

issues.

I enter the cabin and set the water on the table. Evanora is by the fire, smoothing her hair with that silver brush she seems to cherish. I try not to make noise. I slide between the sheets and close my eyes, trying to sleep. I hear her mimic me, lying

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