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.

all of us for some sign of pity. "She was at the fucking train station with nothing but a backpack and

her go, Rafe!" Ben calls out, laughing. “She's a grown ass woman she can decide where she goes! What, is she like your,

my

a room somewhere?" Jesse asks,

door isn't locked!" Rafe

ask, a sneaky smile spreading

and looks away again, making us all

too starts laughing. "She's my fucking mate, I can't just

dramatic. "Those death machines, notoriously prowled by gangs of villains

nodding slowly. "You were right

Rafe says, sighing and not bothering to engage with my critique, realizing now that...he may have over-reacted. A little

to," Ben says, laughing a little. "Her home isn't dangerous - she's

not her home

matters. But

and lays back on the

yurt, shaking

it in -

idiot and a jackass. I just...can't let her go until she...doesn't hate

not sure kidnapping her and dragging her back to your

favors there," Jackson

wonders for us," Midnight says, grinning over at

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