Evelyn’s POV
After having breakfast for dinner, I head into the lounge room. Sitting on the couch, Orion follows me out before sitting next to me. “We should head to bed soon,” Orion tells me.
Thaddeus and Ryland walk out and head upstairs and I see Orion watch them go. “Come on, you should sleep,” he says, and I shake my head not wanting to go to bed. I definitely didn’t want to sleep in a bed with Thaddeus and Ryland. I had spent most of the day and night asleep.
“I’m not tired, you go to bed” I tell him. Orion chuckles to himself, making me look at him. “What?” I ask, wondering what he thought was so funny.
“Nothing, I don’t sleep. I wish I could, I miss sleeping,” he says making my eyebrows furrow.
“You don’t sleep?” Orion nods. “At all?”
“I’m not human, Evelyn. I don’t require sleep. Not like Ryland and humans,” he says.
“But Thaddeus sleeps.” Orion nods in agreeance.
“Yes, but he is a tribrid, so like Ryland he needs sleep. He can go weeks without it, but he becomes manic without sleeping.” Manic? Great, not only do I have a psychopath for a mate he fucking bonkers. I had heard so many rumours about the dark king and I knew that most of them were correct, but how was it even possible for someone to be more than one thing? Probably a stupid thought considering the world just found out that there was an entirely different world from that I grew up in.
“So exactly what is Thaddeus?”
“It complicated. He is vampire and Lycan, but his mother is a witch hybrid, so it’s too hard to explain. Just be careful, Evelyn. I don’t mean to scare you, but Thaddeus is the first tribrid and not even he understands it completely, he’s…” Orion thinks, trying to find the right word when Thaddeus answers for him.
“A monster,” Thaddeus speaks, making Orion look up. I hadn’t even heard him sneak up on us or notice him walk down the stairs. Knowing he heard us made me a little uneasy.
“I wasn’t going to say that. Don’t put words in my mouth, Thaddeus,” Orion tells him.
“Not like you weren’t thinking it,” Thaddeus replies. Orion shakes his head disagreeing, but Thaddeus doesn’t even glance in his direction, his eyes not leaving mine.
“What about your sister?” I ask, wondering if she was the same as Thaddeus.
“Amara is the same, but she isn’t effected by the darkness. Her magic is purer, mine is old magic. Tainted and dark and not of this realm,” Thaddeus answers, making me more confused. “Enough with the questions, now get up and come to bed,” Thaddeus says, stepping closer to the lounge.
“I’m not tired, and I am not sleeping in any room you are in,” I tell him. Thaddeus growls, and his eyes darken. It was like a switch just went off in his head or like an alter ego took over. Walking over, he rips me off the lounge. “Ow Thaddeus you’re hurting me,” I tell him, trying to pry his fingers from my wrist.
“That’s nothing compared to what I will do if you don’t get upstairs now,” he growls, making goosebumps spread all over me and a shiver to run up my spine.
“What the fuck is your problem? You don’t just force people to do what you want,” I tell him, trying to pull my hand away.
“And who is going to stop me, Little one? Not Orion, not Ryland. No one can do anything, no one can save you from me. You are weak and human, no match for me.”
“Thaddeus, please just let her sleep down here till she is ready.” That will be never, I thought to myself. First chance I get, I am out of here and will happily live my life on the run if it means never seeing Thaddeus again. Thaddeus glares at Orion.
“Clearly you’re forgetting the deal we made, Evelyn, for your friend’s life,” Thaddeus says, his eyes darting to mine. I watch as veins run down his face and his fangs protrude. Orion stands up moving to my side, and I feel his hand on my lower back. My breath gets caught in my throat, and I feel a panic attack coming on.
“You know you can’t, especially when you are like this, Thaddeus. You could kill her.”
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