Heart of the Dragon (The Lost Royals Saga Book 3) by Rachel Jonas

Author:Rachel Jonas [Jonas, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-04T16:00:00+00:00

—Chapter Eleven—

Nick

It would have been ideal to walk her to the door … but she insisted I get out of there before her father saw me on their property.

Officer Chadwick hated me—of this I was certain.

I watched from behind a nearby tree as Roz was greeted with a huge hug that told of how deeply she was missed. She was taken inside where it was warm, where she could be cared for the way she deserved, where she’d be safe. These were all comforts I couldn’t offer her.

Suddenly aware of how alone I was, how vulnerable I was, I ran to my grandfather’s estate, the only place I could think to go.

My bags hit the ground with a thud as I fumbled along the wall, feeling for the switch. Once the place came alive with light against its dark fixtures, I breathed deep, letting the heap of emotions that’d been dangling over my head come crashing down. It would have been nice to go home, but I wasn’t sure who might be looking for me. I couldn’t risk anything happening to my family. For now, I’d hang around here until I figured things out, decided on my next move.

Everything that could have possibly gone wrong did. Roz getting sick was just the final straw. I was sure coming home was about the worst thing I could have done right now, but we were out of options. Besides, I was sick of running. Whatever consequences I had to face … I’d brought it on myself.

Showering ranked so high on my list of things to do, I could hardly focus on anything else—even eating. I scarfed down a pizza I left in the freezer when I stayed here around Christmas. It wasn’t all the way cooked when I pulled it out the oven, but I didn’t care. I wanted to get something in my stomach, but mostly I wanted to get clean.

I wasn’t sure which I enjoyed most—the hot water or getting to shampoo my hair with real shampoo for a change. Since leaving the motel, the stream near our camp had been me and Roz’s only means of getting clean.

Well … clean-ish.

I stood there, beneath the stream of piping hot water until it ran cold. Toweling myself dry, I stared at the reflection in the mirror—at the dark mop of hair that hadn’t been cut in months, at the scruff on my face. I looked like someone nearly twice my age, but wouldn’t bother trimming or shaving until tomorrow.

Or the next day.

Maybe.

Content to sport the caveman look for a bit longer, I stepped back into the master bedroom. However, the moment my feet left the cool tile, touching carpet the next instant, I knew something was off. Sensed it.

I wasn’t alone.

There were traces of others’ scents in the air. No, they weren’t in this room, but they were definitely in the house.

Quickly and as quietly as I could, I slipped into sweats from a drawer I claimed while staying here before.

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