I grabbed two mugs before switching the machine on, leaning against the counter as I waited for it to be ready. He was watching the machine before he turned his red eyes on me.
“Can you get me some chocolate? Why aren’t you asleep?” He asked, glancing at the pantry.
I crossed the kitchen, grabbing a few bars from the huge stash in the pantry and placed them on the counter in front of him. Opening a Caramel Cadbury bar for myself, I looked over at him.
“Mom called, so sleep went out the window.” I shrugged as he picked up a bar of Galaxy chocolate.
“Hmm, what did she say?”
I knew he knew a lot more than he let on, and I wondered if he knew anything more about Mom’s trip. A sudden thought came to me, and I tilted my head.
“She found some answers. They’re on their way back,” I replied, biting a chunk off.
“Oh really? What did she find out?” I smirked.
“You may act like an adult, but you are only eight,” I reminded him.
“Going on nine,” he countered, staring at his chocolate before placing it flat on the counter. He picked at the corner of the wrapper as if not wanting to rip it open.
“You know more than you let on, too. So, want to share exactly what you know about this Djinn and what he wants?” I suggested lightly. He looked up and smirked,
“We both know what he wants.” He shrugged. I frowned slightly; I didn’t know exactly how his ‘gift’ worked.
“Dante, you knew… I know that there must be a reason you don’t say what is inside you. Can I ask what that reason is?” I asked quietly, moving away as the machine beeped, signalling that our hot chocolate was ready.
“I just can’t say it. I know things… but I can’t put them into words…” he muttered quietly, and, for a moment, he looked like the eight-year-old he was. I poured the hot chocolate into two mugs and carried them tothe counter, pulling out the stool for myself.
“So, like, it’s in your head, but you can’t speak it?”
“Yes… I also know that if I speak of everything I know or see, it can affect the balance.”
“Who told you that?” I asked. He looked at me as if considering whether he should tell me or not.
“I just know.”
“So you can see the future and stuff, right?” I asked, remembering how he knew Kiara was having twins, among several other things.
“I see outcomes. They constantly change. And I don’t see everything, just bits.” He shrugged, picking up his mug, and for a moment, I wondered how hard that must really be.
“Outcomes… must be rough having to carry all that.” He smirked arrogantly.
“Well, I can obviously handle it.”
“Yeah, you can.” I ruffled his hair, making him frown. “So, this infatuation withmymate. What’s with that?” He gave me a look as if I was dumb.
“Really, Rayhan? If I like someone, it’s because I like them. It doesn’t have to mean anything. Besides, she’s so pretty, and her eyes are red like mine.” I frowned. Yeah... we realised long ago that he didn’t see Del in her human form but her demon form. Could I blame the damn kid? “Tell me, are you scared I’ll grow up and steal your mate?” He asked smugly.
“No,” I growled. He snickered before sipping his hot chocolate. Fucker indeed.
“Have you ever seen your mate?” I asked curiously. He looked at me, raising an eyebrow as he ate his chocolate.
“I can’t actually see my own future,” he stated so casually as if he was telling me about the weather.
“What?”
“Yes… I’ve seen Kat’s mate… I’ve seen Sienna’s…”
“What?” I narrowed my eyes, but he simply smirked.
