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Chapter10
Abby
Ican’t get involved with this. He made his choice—his choices! I can’t mix myself up in this mess.
But it was too late. I was already involved. Elijah was at my side, stealing through the elongated night shadows, creeping through the back streets of Pario City that I knew so well, following my way toward the only place I could possibly take him.
My house.
This is so stupid, so dangerous. If Orson finds out—
“Where are you taking me?” Elijah’s question wasn’t even contained in a whisper, forcing an end to my mental debate.
I whirled around to glower at him, sticking my index finger to my lips.
“Would you keep your voice down?” I hissed. “Don’t call attention to yourself.”
He smirked, but he didn’t speak again for another few blocks. He’d been lucky I’d found him first, but that had been from my earlier recon. I’d put out the word to some of the sketchier users in town to keep an eye out for Elijah, and Rabbit had come through, mentioning that someone had checked into Wade’s shitty inn fitting my mate’s description.
But who else had seen Elijah, and had anyone else relayed that fact to Orson yet?
Would it be tied back to me?
Oh, this was so bad, so stupid, and here I was, bringing him back to my place, but at that moment, I couldn’t think of anywhere else to take him that wouldn’t rouse more attention. I just needed some time to think of what to do with him.
“You know, I have a car,” Elijah called out, again ignoring my warning to shut up. “If I’d known we’d be walking for an hour, we could have taken that. Or at least shifted and run.”
I whipped my head around and glared at him again.
“Are you tired?” I mocked him. “Do you need me to give you a piggyback?”
He grinned, his teeth brilliantly white and kickstarting my heart in the night. How could he still have this effect on me after so much time, after rejecting me so badly? I couldn’t deny my feelings toward him. I wanted him, probably worse than I ever had. The relief at seeing him alive was more than I had ever known.
And I hated myself for it. I’d come much too far for this. I couldn’t let myself get sucked back into his charms.
Yet, I believed him. He didn’t remember our life together or what he had put me through here in Pario City.
“Would you give me a piggyback?” he asked sweetly, drawing closer to me.
I didn’t pull away, relishing the overwhelming scent of his pheromones. I’d never forsaken that spicy, masculine scent. How many times had I hoped for this moment, right here? Having Elijah directly in my arms’ reach, close enough to touch and kiss and stroke?
Dammit, Abby, STOP!
I had to squeeze my eyes closed to end the trance that had befallen me, to set myself on course, but my heart continued to thump ferociously in my chest.
“Are you seriously trying to get yourself in trouble?” I demanded, half-hoping he’d just pick a fight with me and rid me of the problem I’d created for myself. Maybe he’d get angry and disappear if I made him mad enough, and then things could go back to the way they were.
Unlikely.
“I don’t really know,” Elijah drawled, reaching up to move a strand of hair away from my face.
Instinctively, I slapped at his hand, but he was still too quick for me and retreated before I could make an impact.
Chuckling, he stepped back. “What kind of trouble are we talking about?”
Sighing, I pivoted and continued forward, hurrying the rest of the way toward my house, Elijah close behind. But I didn’t head up the front steps. Instead, I ducked around the side toward the tiny backyard, which hosted a patch of dead grass and a single, unwindowed shed I hadn’t opened in years.
“What’s in there?” Elijah asked curiously when I pulled open the door.
