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.

at all of us for some sign of pity. "She was at the fucking train station with nothing but a backpack and a one-way ticket to the North

ass woman she can decide where she goes! What, is

she's not my prisoner," Rafe

she locked in a room somewhere?"

locked!" Rafe bites out, glaring

it guarded?" I ask, a sneaky smile spreading over

and looks away again, making us all crack

though he too starts laughing. "She's my fucking mate, I can't just let her go on a train all

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

Midnight says, nodding slowly. "You were right to

says, sighing and not bothering to engage with my critique, realizing now

says, laughing

not her home that's

matters. But then

and lays back

shaking his

don't rub it in

jackass. I just...can't let her

dragging her back to your houes

favors there,"

for us," Midnight says, grinning over

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