Page 47 of His Little Devil

A lot of people avoid the cottage, thanks to the wards we have in place all around it, but some do attempt to break in.

I haven’t been to class, and I know that graduation is coming up next month. I’m not participating. I refuse, since my brothers aren’t here to attend this big step in our lives.

It’s been months now. Not just a few weeks. No, I have been alone here in this big place for months. No word from Silver, besides that God awful wedding invitation, and Clara telling us that she saw her briefly.

I still can’t believe she hitchhiked Luke’s portal. She’s lucky her flesh wasn’t flayed from the bone.

Closing my eyes, I take in a breath, then head back to Well’s room. I still have some time to kill before the girls want to leave.

I found a new book that I think may have something to help us.

Plopping down in the chair that has a permanent imprint of my ass, I crack it open and start reading.

Jade thinks that I need to get away and take some time to myself, but I won’t leave my brother. It’s bad enough that I have to go to the wedding by myself.

No! I’m so over this shit. It’s time for Don to come home and stop fucking pouting.

I tug my phone from my pocket and try his number, not surprised when it goes straight to voicemail. I hang up and toss it onto the table, then lean back and concentrate on his face.

“Thanks, babe. Keep them coming.” Slumping on a bar stool on the beach, Don tosses some cash a waitress’ way. She gives him a beaming smile, but he ignores her advances.

He looks like absolute shit, and I wish he would just come home. A presence comes up beside him, but it’s fuzzy. I can’t tell who it is, but I know it’s not good.

My eyes snapopen and I jump to my feet. Don’s in trouble. I have to get to him before I lose another member of my family.

DONOVAN

I have thought alot about what Myah said, but I'm still not ready. I know I need to get over my shit and move the fuck on, but every time I picture being with someone else, I feel ill.

Literally.

I tried flirting with Kalee, a cute bartender that works with Myah, and I almost regurgitated my clam chowder on her shoes.

If I didn't know Silver, I would think that she's spelled me from talking to other girls… Then again maybe she has.

I don't think I ever truly knew who the real Silver Forest was.

She came into our lives when we needed someone to care for. To protect, because our lives were a complete shitshow.

I was being forced to date Winnie, Wellson was drinking himself into a stupor and doing dumb pranks, and Arrow was forcing himself to keep waking up every morning.

My dad wasn't the only one trying to pressure a pure bloodline marriage.

Fuck, marriage…

Tomorrow is the wedding, and I am not taking it well.

Leaving my bungalow, I stick a note on my door so Myah knows where I am. I don't want to bring my phone to the bar.

I might lose my inhibitions and answer a call again without looking at who the caller is.

I can't risk my dad calling. His threats are getting more insane by the day. He started off by saying he missed me.

Now, I may have believed him if he had ever treated me with shred of compassion, but he hasn't so I knew he was full of shit.

It didn't take him long to reveal his true colors once more. Though, I can admit his new threats are getting creative.

Walking across the parking lot, tingles run down my spine and I can't help but feel like someone is watching me.