Norman:
When I arrived home, Helanie had already packed her bags. She went to grab some food from the kitchen that she and Emmet had prepared for our journey. She didn’t want to eat on the way from outside, so she chose to prepare home-cooked food, and I was all up for it, whatever decision she made.
But as soon as I entered my bedroom and came out after a shower, I found Jessica standing there, smiling at me and holding a mug of coffee.
"Thank you," I said, taking it from her.
As I sipped, I couldn’t help staring at her for too long. I wondered if she was innocent, or if she already knew that killing her brother, someone she loved, would help her with the ritual.
"What?" she asked, probably taking my stare a little too long or too seriously, judging by the way she blushed.
"Nothing," I replied, shrugging and taking another sip while looking around, thinking about how much I still needed to pack but then realized Helanie had already packed my bag. I would have to come back eventually if her stay got prolonged, and then someone else would take over. We were making really good progress in clearing the woods and wild from the Zharns, but it was like the minute we slayed one, another spawned out of nowhere. We still didn’t know how much we had to do to get X-codex’s attention.
"So Helanie is leaving," Jessica brought it up. I knew she would. Everyone knew at this point, and I also knew the other Fated Mates would be happy and excited, maybe even hopeful, that Helanie was leaving.
"Yeah, she has to take care of some stuff. We always kind of forget she’s also Queen of the North. She’s just so adorable."
The moment I said those words, I watched her smile fade before she forced one back and nodded. I couldn’t take that as proof she was evil. It was normal for mates to feel jealous. Even if it was a fake bond, it was still established now, and she was marked. She had also loved me deeply before, so I could tell she was jealous. I didn’t want to call her evil just because her smile disappeared.
"By the way, can I ask you something? It’s been on my mind. Who do you love the most?" I asked her, curious. Maybe it was someone else and not her brother. If it was her brother, it felt like a rash decision. She would never have known he would attack Helanie in the end.
She smiled, and then tears filled her eyes. "My brother."
So it was her brother then.
"Can I also suggest something?" she asked, and I nodded.
"Sure, go ahead."
I watched her bite her lip, almost like she was too scared to say it out loud. "Please be kind to your mother. I know she messed up because she’s a bit harsh when she talks, but she would never hurt anyone you love. She really, truly cares for all of you."
Jessica went on, trying to convince me my mother wasn’t evil. Did she really not know? Or was she so naive she believed a woman who asked for blood from her hand for a ritual? Or was she just innocent?
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