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She can’t die if she’s the boys’ Eve. She has to be strong enough to live, even with the shit storm about to come for her.

“What must I promise?” she whispers, wide eyed.

“You must not end your life. You have to promise me that you will fight to live,” I demand. I don’t care if I’m being harsh. I’m also starting to care about her, despite all of my intentions to stay aloof. “I saw the cuts on your legs, Chastity, during one of your last punishments. How long have you been cutting?”

Chastity is quiet for so long that I worry that I pushed too hard. Dammit.

“Too long. Longer than I can remember. It… helps with the pain, and the noise in my mind,” she says, looking back up at me.

This poor, sweet girl. I wonder what life has done to her to make her so sad.

“I hate that you cut,” I tell her, reaching out and squeezing her hand.

“I know it’s not the best coping mechanism, but I won’t do it if I’m too upset. I know better. I don’t want to cut too deep,” she says softly.

“You know where to find me now,” I tell her gruffly. “I expect you can find your way here without anyone seeing you, yes?” I wait for her nod to confirm what I already suspected. She’s been busy finding some of the not so secret passages, it seems. “If you’re truly upset, will you come find me? Please?”

Chastity bites her lip, thinking. “Can I promise to try? I don’t want to say that I don’t trust you, but my feelings are really conflicted when it comes to you. You’re so darn hot and cold. I don’t know what you’d do if I came to you upset,” she whispers.

Tugging, I pull her onto my lap. “This is what I’ll do. I will talk to you and hold you until you’re able to expel the demons that are nipping at your heels. I also promise…” I growl. I hate having to promise to be fucking nice. “I know you’re smart,” I tell her, changing directions. “You know eighty percent of my questions, and I know you study your ass off. I’m just kind of a jerk. I don’t want to like you, and that’s why I act the way I do. But, when you’re in my office, that all falls away and it’s just you and me. I promise to be a better person, and not let my inner asshole out in class.”

Chastity gives a really inappropriate giggle and I raise an eyebrow at her. “What’s so funny?”

“Can you channel that inner person at someone else? Maybe Bridget and her squad? Ugh, they’re just so awful,” Chastity groans.

I chuckle as I hold her against me. “Yeah, I can do that. I’m surly and grumpy, so don’t expect me to be nice in class but…”

“I’ll settle for not wanting to jump out the window,” she jokes and I smirk. Most of my classrooms are on the first floor, so she wouldn’t get hurt.

“You’re lucky I have a sense of humor today, or I’d take you over my knee,” I growl.

Chastity shivers and her cheeks pinken. Oh, she liked that. We are going to have a really good time in our after hours training.

I end our conversation with another kiss that heats my blood, then send her away before I decide to be less than chivalrous. As soon as my front door closes behind her, I grip my dick inside my boxers and give it a good squeeze, then I head back to bed to fuck my hand, thinking about the curvy siren that just left.

Chapter21

I’m worried about my sister. I haven’t heard from her, which normally wouldn’t be a problem, except that I know my dad still hasn’t been around. And today, I got a really weird text message from an unknown person.

Unknown: Jonas, you don’t know me, but your sister hasn’t been in school in the last three days, and I’m worried about her. I’ve been calling, and she won’t respond. I’m her best friend, and I’m really scared. Just… Can you see if she’s okay, please? If you need proof I know Jules; she calls you Jo for short, and you’re one of the most important people in the world to her. Please help.

Swallowing, I look down at my phone again and decide I need to make a trip home to see her. I told her I would be there as soon as I could, but what if this is some weird kind of trap? I can’t think of that right now though. I need to stay focused, because I’m going to check on Jules either way. She’s my sister, and beside my best friends, she’s the only family I have left. I’m no longer accepting my father. He’s let me down time and time again.

Sneaking out of Holy Cross isn’t something I would normally ever do, because if I’m caught, I’ll be in so much trouble. Especially, being this close to finding our Eve. If Mother Superior found out, I’d be sent to Juvie, which means the guys will probably be upset with me for leaving the Academy as well.

On second thought… I’m not telling my best friends. They understand how important Juliet is to me, and they’d want to help. I don’t know what I’m going to find when I get there, so Ash and Bast are better off staying here while I go.

Walking quickly, I jimmy the lock on Levi’s office door and let myself in. I took the secret corridors so no one would see me, but I don’t want to get caught stealing his keys. Biting my lip, I pull his car keys from his desk drawer and leave. He has late meetings today with some of the teachers, so I know he won’t be back for at least a couple of hours.

Hopefully, that’s enough time to get home and back. I’ll explain everything to him when I return, and maybe he can help me figure out a plan to help her.

I need to stay hidden for this secret mission, so I’m wearing street clothes, and I pull my black hood up as I walk towards the staff parking lot. My luck holds strong as I get into Levi’s car and turn over the engine.

Crossing myself, I ask God to protect my sister until I can. I’m concerned she hasn’t been answering calls, since she’s always got her phone on her. The only thing I can imagine is that someone, or something, is keeping her from responding to people.

Driving quickly, I watch for police officers. The last thing I need is to be pulled over. Chewing on my bottom lip, I’m a nervous wreck all the way home.

About three hours later when I turn into the driveway, I notice it’s empty. I’m unsurprised, outside of the fact that the usually neat front yard reminds me now of a jungle. My father hasn’t been home for much longer than I thought. I wish my sister had said something sooner, but Jules likes to take care of things herself.

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