Chapter 0915

I bite my lip, fighting a smile, and Jackson sends me a nudge down the bond. When I look up at him and he frowns at me, clearly wanting to know what's going on, I break into a laugh.

He just scowls and shakes his head, wanting to know but not pushing it, knowing I'm not giving him any secrets until he tells me what Jesse told him about the Underworld. So, we are, essentially, still at a stalemate.

"Did you ever find Maryam?" Jesse asks, leaning forward towards Rafe even as his hand snatches out, grabbing a piece of Midnight's cake and making her squeak in protest as he quickly pops it in his mouth.

Ben and Elias perk up just as Jacks and I do, all of us turning towards Rafe.

"Yes," Rafe sighs, leaning back against his hands, rolling his eyes up towards the roof of the yurt. "I found her. She's...back."

"How'd you convince her to come back?" I ask, my voice a fascinated whisper. "Um," he says, looking down at his lap, grimacing. "I...kind of didn't."

"Rafe,” Jesse says, laughing and already shaking his head. "What'd you do, carry her?"

I laugh and turn back to Rafe, but when he doesn't answer - his grimace deepening and his cheeks going red - we all burst out into laughter.

I whip a hand across Jackson, smacking my brother hard on the arm. "Rafe!

Seriously!? You carried her back, kicking and screaming!?"

"Well, she didn't kick and scream the whole time," he mutters.

I lose it, falling onto Jackson's side, who likewise laughs and wraps his arms around me, holding me close.

to do!" Rafe groans, looking around at all of us for some sign of pity. "She was at the fucking train station with nothing but a backpack and a

supposed to let her go, Rafe!" Ben calls out, laughing. “She's a grown ass woman she can decide where

my prisoner,"

she locked in a room somewhere?" Jesse asks, leaning forward,

isn't locked!" Rafe bites out, glaring at

guarded?" I ask, a sneaky smile spreading

and looks away again, making us all

there!" Rafe bites out, though he too starts laughing. "She's my fucking mate, I can't just let

say, overly dramatic. "Those death machines, notoriously prowled by gangs

very bad," Midnight says, nodding slowly. "You were right to stop

bothering to engage with my critique, realizing

to," Ben says, laughing

her home that's

matters. But

and lays back on the floor

shaking his

rub it in -

just...can't let her go until

her back to your houes is going

any favors

Midnight says, grinning

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