Chapter 13

Chapter 13

"Kasmine, why don't you talk to your brother? Tell him how much I like him," Claire was at it again.

It was lunchtime, and we sat in the cafeteria together, including Jake. I hoped Kester wouldn't get angry over this because I wasn't alone with Jake. In fact, he should feel much better that it was all three of us, which would further prove to him that there was nothing going on between me and Jake.

"I've told you before," I said, stabbing my fork into my food with unnecessary force. "My brother and I are sworn enemies at the moment. I can't help you, Claire. Sorry."

Claire gave a theatrical sigh.

"You haven't been eating, Mine. Is everything okay?" Jake asked.

I froze, the concern in his voice startling me. Was it that obvious? My hand

hovered over my plate as I fumbled for a response.

"I'm fine," I lied smoothly-or tried to. "I just..." My breath hitched, betraying me, so

I added, “I miss my mum. I wish I could see her soon."

Another lie. It tasted like ash on my tongue, bitter and unspeakable.

How could I tell them the truth? How could I let them know that my brother, the man who everyone else seemed to see as perfect, had become the source of my nightmares?

That he'd been acting in ways that hinted at... No. I needed to stop having such ridiculous thoughts. Kester was my brother. My brother. He couldn't possibly harbor those kinds of feelings for me.

But I wouldn't blame myself for thinking it. Not when he grabbed me the way he did, touched me, stared at me-spoke to me-in ways that made my skin crawl and my mind spiral.

But maybe that's just how Kester was. Intense. Controlling. Overwhelming.

"You've drifted off again," Jake said softly, breaking through my haze and pulling my attention back to him.

"Why did you accept the internship at my brother's company?" I asked, going straight to the point.

I hadn't had the opportunity to ask him yet. I needed answers.

"Mine..." Jake leaned forward, reaching for my hand, but I pulled back quickly, fear thrumming through my veins. What if Kester saw us? What if someone told him?

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about it," Jake admitted, "But I didn't have a choice. My original internship let me go, and no other companies were willing

tell me?" My

tell you when I can't even get you on the phone?" he fired back. "We hardly ever talk, Mine. You

day before you arrived. You

was the first time we'd spoken in two weeks, and we couldn't even finish the

reply to him in the same measure, but before I could, Claire

Kasmine; I'll do anything you want. Just talk to him for me. Please?" She clasped her hands together in an exaggerated plea, setting her face in a playful frown, which made

yourself up for heartbreak." I reminded her.

he'll see reason. He'll realize I'm the obvious choice over June."

see in this douchebag?" Jake finally spoke

ripped abs, those tanned muscles, that sharp jawline-" She trailed off, her eyes glinting with a faraway look. "Have you

hands. It makes me wonder what they could do to a woman when he's alone with

ones that had grabbed my neck more times than the breaths I've taken

he'd be perfect in bed," Claire added with a wicked grin, the

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You shouldn't be saying such things about him to

she said, laughing as if the entire thing was a joke. "But

muttered bitterly. "That'll probably work better

***

I hated the sinking, suffocating feeling that

thought I'd live to see the day when Saturdays no longer felt like a breath of fresh air. Saturdays used to be my favorite day of the week-the day for movies, spontaneous visits to Claire's, shopping, and laughter. It was my escape from

off to see Jake when I was still at the pack house, and we'd spend time together. That's how we fell for each

house while his usual, controlling self has refused

This wasn't the plan.

an angry sigh, the sudden need for food gnawing at me, pulling me out of the safe, silent bubble of my room. I had promised myself I wouldn't let him see me, wouldn't give him the

to stay alive to

to eat. I would have made Cacio e p**e,

so. He'd have crawled out from wherever he was at the

him to catch me

it, it was done.

glass of water, the hair on the back of my neck prickled-a subtle warning

Slowly, as if drawn by some unseen force,

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