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“I killed them,” I say.
Okay. Maybe not the best way to introduce myself to a new group of wolves. But Arden seems to really hate Crusaders, so maybe it’s an attempt to get on her good side.
It doesn’t seem to work.
Will’s brown eyes widen, and he blinks slowly. “You…killed them?”
“We’d just killed a group of fighters in Waco,” I say. “They had kids with them. I wasn’t in on the op because I couldn’t fully transform, so I was providing support, and that night when they were sleeping…”
It wasn’t my proudest moment.
And I was a kid.
I was a fucking kid, but I couldn’t let them keep doing that.
“My big brother Zeke was in on it with me,” I say. “But he died, too.”
“Jesus,” Will breathes, shaking his head.
At least Arden seems a little more satisfied.
“So you understand that hasn’t been my life for a long time,” I say. “I was brought back to Dallas, and the Angels discarded me because they didn’t know what I did. They let me go…and I’ve been there ever since.”
“But you went on missions with the Heavenly Host during the war,” Arden says. “You killed, too. You can’t expect us to believe you didn’t.”
“Of course not,” I say. “But I can do good for the Resistance. And I care about Charlotte.”
They exchange a look, something unspoken going between them. Arden flings her hand up in the air and shakes her head, rolling her eyes.
“Do what you want with him,” she mutters. “I’m going to talk to Reyes.”
Then she leaves, slamming the door shut behind her.
I shift on the cot, making the cuts on my arm sear. I’m still bleeding a little; these guys really fucked me up. Will glances at them with a frown.
“Do you need those checked out?”
“I’ll heal,” I grunt.
“Sure you will,” he says, “but do youwantthem checked out?”
“Nah,” I say. “I just want to see Charlotte. To at least…to at least tell her goodbye, if you’re going to kill me or send me out alone.”
I sound fucking pitiful. Will obviously hears it, and he shakes his head. “I’ll talk to Reyes and pass on what you’ve said,” he says. “But I can’t make any promises.”
“Thanks,” I say.
“And Elijah? Just don’t go anywhere,” he mutters. “Arden will kill you if she catches you wandering the halls, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s just waiting for her chance.”
“Understood,” I say.
He turns to go, and then I’m alone.
And I feel like such an idiot.
I really thought I was going to roll into Resistance territory with a Crusader tattoo: the Templar cross. In the past, I guess I’ve always been able to hide it…but exposed as I was after my transformation, there was no use in even trying
So I sit with my bad choices, and I think about my good ones, and I hope I’ll get to see Charlotte again.
