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“No.” He got quiet and thumbed his chin. “She’s on some kind of contraceptive. I see the sense in it…now.”
That was smart, in my opinion. I knew he wanted a big family, but now was not the time to try and figure out what type of parents they would be. We had yet to make our place in history.
When the timing was right I had no doubt Addy would have her hands full with their shitload of kids.
There was a stretch of silence between us and I used it resurvey the room, spotting Greer waving to get our attention, a chunky black square in his other hand.
I nudged Zane and nodded my head in his direction. “He got something.”
“Let’s go see where were heading next.”
We rose from the couch and made our way towards the back hall, dodging around people trying to draw us into conversation. There would be plenty of time for this before we headed out again. A necessary time suck we had to do so our people knew they weren’t just tools, but actually mattered to an extent.
“How is that other thing going?” he asked, giving someone a head nod of acknowledgement.
“I’ve decided to take your advice. Not real sure what is going to happen from here on out, but I think you were right. I was going about this the wrong way.”
“Of course I was right, I’m me. It’s about damn time, because something tells me once we get to this farm; everything is going to get crazy as fuck and shit is about to hit the fan.”
I nodded in agreement, taking another swig from my canteen. If I was able to see the future, I would have known how much of a fucking understatement that was.
Chapter Nine
novem
By the time I was out of the shower Maliki still hadn’t returned.
Standing in the center of an impersonal bedroom, I dried my hair with one of the towels he left out for me.
The space was plain with barren off-white walls, a dresser, and a king sized bed made up in layers of black linen.
Someone had taken the liberty of bringing our bags in here while we were with Buddy, beyond that there was nothing. I searched around but the only thing interesting I found was a silver snake emblem resting on the top of the nightstand.
He had the audacity to speak on Butcher’s space. He didn’t even have a view. I pulled back the heavy curtain and got an eyeful of bushel. With a dejected huff I sat on the edge of his bed and cradled my chin in my hand.
The sound of loud music and laughter drifted from down the hall. I debated going to look for Addy, maybe even Trix—but definitely not Maliki.
My head was too much of a mess to take him on right then.
In times like these I longed for one person I could always talk to.
As cliché as it may sound, I was a daddy’s girl through and through. Yes, my father was intense and lethal and excelled at his craft when it came to dealing with death, but he was also my biggest supporter.
Ever since all this shit went down I rarely saw him anymore. The hunt for Samael and Lilith was top priority. Right now I felt as if I were alone, which made almost no sense because I had an incredible group of friends I considered family, but the hurt and anger never went away.
I had always thought of myself as a rational, strong woman who would never be at the point I was at now.
I’d let a wrecking ball of a human being crack the solid foundation I once held my head so high on and fuck if I wasn’t doing everything in my power to keep it from crumbling altogether.
I still, could not understand how Butcher so easily discarded his family…me…his faith.
Speaking about this with anyone felt pointless so I kept it all to myself. People would assume this was all because I had a broken heart, and its true I did, but it was also so much more. Broken hearts heal, and he didn’t simply break my heart, he freed it. What I found most unforgiveable was the shotgun he took to the last pure parts of my soul.
I hated him. Fucking hated him for what he did to Cam—to our family. My heart splintered when I thought of Annie and her blood on my hands, her life being taken away by me. The way Bella completely shut down once she got back to the compound, I blamed him for that too.
Now three kids were still out in the Badlands enduring who the fuck knew what and it was his fucking fault, and ours too. We trusted family and ignored all the warning signs, knowing it is always those close
st to you that jam a knife in your spine. He knew us inside out, aiding the Stags in their hideaway.
