Chapter 183 Ava: Jericho's Acceptance

Since neither shifter seems very interested in talking, I sit with only my thoughts for company.

Even Selene is silent in my head, though she rests her chin on my leg, her eyes deceptively closed.

She's not asleep, but still dealing with whatever demons are inside of her right now.

Both guards tense as Selene's ears flick around.

Someone's coming, she says, lifting her head to stare at the door. When both guards relax after that distracted look from them linking with someone, she does too, despite sniffing at the air.

Jericho, she says, as the door opens and his grizzled head pokes into the room.

Jericho glances around, looking at both guards with clear contempt, before nodding to me. "Girl," he says gruffly.

My lips twitch into a faint smile, an unexpected warmth blooming in my chest at his informal address. At least one thing hasn't changed. He still treats me the same, even after everything that's happened.

"Wait outside," Jericho orders the two ill-at-ease shifters, jerking his head toward the door. They hesitate for a moment, exchanging an uncertain look, but a single raised eyebrow from Jericho has them scurrying out of the room.

The door closes with a soft click, and Jericho turns his attention back to me. "How're you doing? Feeling okay?"

I open my mouth, ready to assure him that I'm fine, but the words lodge in my throat. Am I okay? After the riot, Todd's mother, the vampire attack, and all the little truths Vanessa has managed to open my eyes to… I don't think I am.

But complaining about it doesn't seem right, either.

Jericho seems to sense my inner turmoil. He sighs, running a hand over his stubbled jaw. "Listen, girl, all young pups make mistakes. It's part of growing up."

"Young pup?" The term catches me off guard. I haven't been called that since I was a child.

but

eyes. I've been around long enough

of little

hard to imagine he even had a

head, he just appeared in this world one day, old and cantankerous, yelling at innocent out-of-shape

need to manage your expectations," Jericho continues, his gaze intense. "But I like the look in your eyes now. You seem

a surprise. I don't feel stronger. In fact, I feel embarrassed by how strong I thought I was, not so long

Blinded by peace.

need to go back to training," I mutter, rubbing Selene's head. She's already lowered her head and closed her eyes again, leaving me to

raise a fraction. "Are you

energy to rise to his bait. "What do

nothing but a curt grunt, he instead takes the opportunity to pace my room in short, slow strides. It takes a little time for

sounding surprised. "Not

"Of what?"

at me, his face stern. "Explain what happened.

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is somehow easier than I thought it would

because it never changes, never shows its

nods and asks questions when he

he stares at the ceiling in thought, one booted foot tapping against

telling me

little further off the edge of

tooth. But," and his eyes snap down from the ceiling to meet with mine, "no vampire acts like this toward someone they're hunting. No, she has a plan, and you feature in it. She's courting you to her side. That's not

than you ever want to be knee-deep in, but there is no loyalty in their blood. They don't

know about vampires?" The question slips out before I can

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