Inner Demons by A. C. Nicholls

Author:A. C. Nicholls [Nicholls, A. C.]
Language: eng
Format: E, P, U, B
Published: 2017-07-13T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

I let Jack into my apartment with only a hint of shame at the size of it. Excuses of being a Keeper and a mage aside, I felt as though I had to explain myself for being a grown woman without my own property. As he entered through the front door and his eyes scanned the only room, a small smile curved his lips before he nodded.

“It’s nice,” he said.

“No,” I said. “It’s not. But thanks for saying so.”

I showed him in and let him shower, washing his clothes while he was in there and fishing out some of Jason’s old rags so he would have something clean to wear while his own clothes dried. Jack took them gratefully, along with the hot cup of coffee I put in front of him, and then we both sat down beside a snoozing Link.

“Thanks for this,” Jack said, pinching the shirt he wore.

“It’s not a problem, honestly.”

“They’re men’s clothes, though. Where did you get them?”

“From a man, obviously.”

Jack’s head bobbed up and down as he glanced around the room. When he caught sight of the framed photo of Jason beside the couch, he scooped it up and studied it. “Is this our mystery man? What happened to him? He get fed up?”

“No.”

“What then? Was there someone else?”

“No, I–”

“Come on, spill the beans. Considering your numerous attributes, it would take a real fool to just get up and leave you.” Jack grinned, which could have been charming if he’d have chosen a different subject matter. “My bet is that there was someone else. Someone with bigger–”

I lunged out then, swiping the photo from his hands and holding it close to my chest. “Shut up, asshole!”

Jack raised his hands in surrender. “Sorry.”

“I don’t want to talk about Jason,” I snapped. “You got that?”

“Yeah, I got it… Sorry.”

Casually taking one quick glance at the photo, I got a good look at him, reminding myself of that playful smile, those dark, captivating eyes. Lena the alpha wolf had given me this photo shortly after the funeral. I liked to look at it from time to time as it reminded me of the way he used to talk, always holding my gaze like there was nothing else in the world he wanted to look at. I missed him.

Jack finished off his coffee in silence. I watched him lean forward, slide the empty mug onto the coffee table and then stretch his arms upward before slumping back with a wide yawn. I had to confess, I was having trouble trusting him now. I mean, ever since he’d attacked the imps’ lair I’d questioned my faith in him, but after what Bentley had said, how could I even begin to make excuses for him now?

I cleared my throat.

“Why have you been lying to me?”

Turning my way, Jack’s eyes widened. A strong act. “What?”

“The demon told me that you’ve been lying to me.”

“He’s a demon, Keira. You gonna trust that?”

I thought about it, tried to give in to the possibility that the demon really had been trying to turn us against one another.

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