Was this a joke?
It’s a la one if it was.
When I perused Daniel’s face however, he wasn’t laughing because he had made a joke, he was laughing because he thought it funny that I was lost for words in the face of his comnt. He was serious.
What the hell?! What in god’s na was this anomaly? Was there no first aid kit in the Queen’s house? Was there no healer there? Even if there wasn’t, couldn’t the Queen have tended to the wounds since Adam was a guest of the palace?
I released a string of curses then, ignoring the comical expression on Daniel’s face.
Who had brought the stupid idea of bringing the hooligan to my house?
I ruffled my hair angrily, disregarding my significant other’s exasperation with for letting my emotions out in the open.
’Must you act like you are actually shocked? This Lycan isn’t stupid. He would read you off like a book, or rather he has read you up already. No way would you be escaping his clutches now.’
She might be right, but this was no ti to stew in the likely consequence of my lack of self control.
Adam was in my house? Laura was treating him? It would an that Peter had tapped into his self control reservoir, sothing I seed to have a hard ti doing, whenever the boys are involved.
’It’s a general problem you need to work on. The boys weren’t involved in the outburst of fire at school today.’
I ignored her and her truth. Instead I started walking toward my house, aware that Daniel was following my pace steadily. I was almost running.
"Slow down Dora. I know you have no good reputation for us, but it’s just a re treatnt. We are not usurping your place in the house." Daniel chuckled again, but I didn’t find his words funny. I didn’t find him funny. I didn’t want the boys in my space.
We could do whatever it was outside, but not in my space. I didn’t want to look at my sofa and rember Adam or Noah or Daniel. But silence has never been a cue for Daniel to stop talking.
"You know, thinking about this now, I believe my brother had intentionally let punch his face to oblivion, so that he could be here. You see, the Queen had tried healing him herself, but he had blatantly refused. When asked why, he had pointed out that he wanted to co to the only certified healer of the community. He knew of course that the only certified healer in the community was your Aunt. The boy is shrewd, I have to admit. He had made that choice, not minding the feelings of his betrothed, like he didn’t know that pushing to co here was pushing to see you. His plan hadn’t been obvious from the beginning, but I can see the connected dots now."
I willfully pushed myself to continue walking, and not stop to deliberate on the madness that was Adam. Had that been the reason for the last glance he had given before I left to join my guardians at Diana’s block?
My god! He had the cards in his hands all this while, and here I was thinking I was the winner. Adam was in my house. He looked like the winner now.
A couple of punches won’t do anything to a Lycan, even if he was beaten to a pulp. Adam had factored that already. Daniel’s attack had just been the final trigger for the success of his plan. But what was his plan really? What was his intention for coming to my house?
I ruffled my hair, frustrated already—frustration fanned by hunger. Whatever emotion on my face caused Daniel to chuckle for the umpteenth ti.
"Well, it seems that my brother has set his eyes on you. And if I’m being honest, you interest Noah too. Well, this might be a good ga, to see who will have you at last. A fair ga between three brothers. I’m sure my father would agree to it. I’m aware that the news of your magic has already gotten to his ears—he would want you in the family now. If not for Adam, considering the alliance, but for I or Noah."
Right at that mont, an imagery of Mr Brekan appeared in my mind, an imagery of Brekan’s facial expression if he found out that I was the Maya he had looked down upon. The imagery tickled .
"...But the way I’m seeing it, Adam doesn’t care about the alliance. The last ti Adam played a stupid card like this one had been with Maya. Well, this would be exciting. Finally, sothing interesting to dispel the boredom of my days."
I wanted to turn aside and bash Daniel again, but it was of no use now. I couldn’t change his mind. I could only strive to get out of their webs. I wanted to ask him, however, if I was a prize that was being fought for, but the door of the living room opened and Diana stepped out. She was livid.
Oh well. I saw this coming. I was happy about it too. At least my family won’t swoon over them like the others in the community.
When Diana saw Daniel with , she harshly raised her hand, anger still riding on her, and Daniel tripped on his feet. The Lycan fell before he knew it and bit the dust.
"What the hell!" He shouted, raising up his head to glare at an unconcerned Diana.
I laughed, feeling the tension around my shoulders go away.
"Thanks Diana." I shouted, giving her a thumbs up, despite the fact that she was hurrying over to . She hugged my legs to herself, and lifted her hand toward Daniel again.
Daniel didn’t waste ti to make a plea. "Please, we are friends now. You can ask her."
I furrowed my eyebrows. "Friends? Since when?"
Daniel sported the incredulity face again, but I couldn’t care less. He jumped to his feet and dusted his body.
"We aren’t friends, Daniel. Don’t you know the aning of the word?" I asked, covering the little distance between us and the living room.
Daniel attempted to enter the hut with us, but I wasn’t having it.
"Stay back!" I commanded, before entering the living room with Diana, and shutting the door in his face.
Daniel can go to the clinic and stay. That’s where his brother was after all.
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