JARIS
Since I learned of Caden’s return, it was the first time I prayed so hard to actually meet him.
I stopped in front of the temple and hurried out of the car. My instincts had told me to come here, and if he wasn’t in, I wouldn’t know what to do.
I went into the old abandoned temple and to my relief, there he was, smoking in front of the window.
His face lit up when he turned and saw me, a smile forming on his lips.
“You came.” He put the cigarette out. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you. It’s been two days.”
I stood in the middle of the room, my eyes on him. Violent thoughts were running through my mind. So many images of what I could do to him.
“What did you do?” My voice was calm despite the war raging in my head.
He chuckled. “You’d have to be specific.”
“Two nights, two dead people.” I took some steps forward. “Their blood was drained, something a Feeder would do. So, I ask again: what did you do?”
“Oh, please. I hope you’re not trying to put this on me and my people. Believe me, I’ve made sure they stayed put over the last few weeks.”
My head was getting messier by the second. There was no telling what I’d do next.
When he smirked, I knew what he was about to say next. “You don’t think it was you, do you? I mean, doesn’t it look a bit familiar? No bite marks. Just a cut with the blood drained.” He tsked. “If I remember correctly, that was exactly how you enjoyed your meal.”
It happened fast. I was on him the next second, grabbing him by the collars and pushing him roughly until his back slammed against the wall.
The asshole laughed.
“I’ll kill you, Caden. This instant if you don’t tell me what you did to me.”
“I didn’t do much, Jaris,” he shrugged. “All I did was remind you of the man you used to be. The man you used to love but have been trying so hard to keep buried. And I did so with some drops of blood in your wine at the diner. It was so nice you didn’t even notice. You missed it that much, didn’t you?”
Realization dawned on me like a cold blanket.
I knew it. I knew something had been off that night. Something about my entire meal had been off and my gut kept telling me to stop eating. But I didn’t listen; too mesmerized by Lyric to care.
For the first time, I ignored my instincts.
Looking at Caden’s face, I saw red.
“You hacked Lyric’s phone,” I muttered the words. “You’ve been monitoring her calls and conversations and knew she made a reservation at that diner.”
He smiled again. “My smart brother.”
Then, the servers must have helped him.
“And when that was done, it wasn’t difficult getting a waitress to do my bidding. I simply took her husband and made her do what I wanted.” He clicked his tongue. “It was quite simple. I killed them both in the end, though. Couldn’t have someone giving my plan away.”
My hands holding his collars were starting to shake, and it was out of pure rage.
“What do we do now, Jaris?” He crafted a phony worried expression. “The urges are getting worse by the hour. You and I know you wouldn’t be able to resist sucking off someone if you got a peek at their blood right now. So, what would the others do when they learn you’re becoming an uncontrollable monster, just like I was years ago? What would your people do when they learn this scary truth?”
The smile on his face made me more sick. This was exactly what he wanted. To make me become like him.
And, Moon help me, he was succeeding.
Successfully unlocked!
I couldn’t control what happened next. I released one of my anus anu started raining punches on him. He tried to retaliate, but I was angrier. More violent.
We soon got to the floor with me on top. I hit him in the eye, the ribs–everywhere I could lay hands on. I was a mad man in
that moment.
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I was beyond distracted at TCH that morning. Thank goodness I didn’t have major tasks to do and was simply checking on
patients
Everywhere I went, I thought of Jaris. I even started to see him in the faces of other men. It became scary.
Why would he kiss me like that?
Whenever I was alone, I couldn’t help touching my lips and remembering how out of the ordinary it had been
He made me taste him, and oh, I loved how he tasted. Like whiskey expensive mint and Jaris. It was the best thing I’d ever
Yet, my heart also ached each time I thought of it. You wouldn’t kiss someone if you weren’t attracted to them, right? Did this meen Jarls liked me? Had he been thinking of me the same way I’d been thinking of him?
This was the reason I was confused and so bothered. What if the kiss didn’t mean anything to him?
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