Future Be Damned: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance Series (Last Hope Book 5) by Rebecca Royce

Author:Rebecca Royce [Royce, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rebecca Royce
Published: 2018-09-16T16:00:00+00:00

8

I wandered around the Sisterhood with Stone. Eventually, I found my way into the library of the guesthouse. It was stacked ceiling to floor with books about demons and the Sisterhood. I could read a little bit, which was more than a lot of people who came out of the same circumstances I did. Sisters had extreme education, even under Katrina. They were all more than literate. I was behind the eight ball in that regard, too.

I pointed at the books. “Can you read, Stone?”

He nodded his head. “I retained that knowledge from the transition. You could read in the other dimension, too. Can you here?”

I shook my head. “My memory doesn’t extend like that. It’s so weird. I can read. A little bit. But only what I learned here which is not much.”

My cheeks heated up. This was one of those things I really didn’t like about myself. Stone touched my arm. “Jamie told us what you were feeling, what you wanted him to tell us. Did you think we’d think less of you for feeling afraid? Or that I would now because you can’t read?”

I didn’t know how to answer that without feeling like a fool because the answer he already disdained was the truth. Yes, I did. “Are you going to ever tell me how you got hurt?”

I referred to the scar on his face. He reached up to touch it. “Avoidance?”

“I’m the best at it.” I sighed. “Yes, I expect you to think less of me for both of those reasons, because I think less of me. How’s that?”

Stone dragged me to him, pulling me gently to his body. His mouth came down on mine. I gasped at the caress. It was so not like Stone to initiate affection. I closed my mouth and followed his lead. This was heaven. He pushed me against the bookshelf and pulled back, breathing heavily.

“Being afraid and doing it anyway: that’s called courage. Not being afraid when it’s appropriate to be? That’s called stupid.”

I laughed. I couldn’t help myself. He was right. But the way he put things? I loved it. I nodded. “You’re right. I’m not good at seeing things that way. It just feels like failure.”

“I saw a girl. Maybe four years old. About to be possessed. I intervened. I couldn’t help myself. I know that’s against the rules. If we’re not guards, we can’t help. I got burned.” He pointed to his cheek. “Is it ugly? Is that why you haven’t co-joined with me?”

My heart fell into my stomach. “What? No, of course not. I’m not in control of that. It’s not ugly. You’re gorgeous. And I would never feel that way.”

He nodded. “I guess I have my own insecurities. I can’t be judging yours.”

I touched his long scar. “Does it hurt?”

“Sometimes. But most of the time it’s totally numb. I ignore it. It’s a reminder I can’t change the future alone. And it’s a memory of a terrible time, a horrible event. A reminder of the truth of the world we live in.

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