Nightfall (Devil's Night 4)

“I wish you hadn’t.”

I stopped and looked up at him.

“You never did see how much everyone needed you.” A smile crinkled the corners of his eyes. “You. Just the way you were.”

No one needed me. I’d been useless.

But I wasn’t anymore. Devil’s Night was in three days, and Thunder Bay would be ours, free and clear, in four days if I had anything to say about it.

Misha looked like he wanted to hug me or something, which was strange, because he wasn’t affectionate, but then he turned and walked for the cabin door, opening it to leave.

I wanted to go after him, but… I picked up the phone, getting ready to make another call instead.

Nothing

was going to be normal for a while with any of them. I had to stay focused.

But then I heard Damon’s voice. “I need to talk to him.”

I shot my eyes up, seeing him loom over Misha and trying to squeeze past.

“I’m trying to fucking leave, if you would move,” Misha spat out.

Damon pushed his way in, Misha stumbling into the hall, but I stalked over and grabbed the door before Damon could close it.

“I can’t right now,” I told him. “I’ll talk later.”

“No…”

“I can’t.” I pushed him out the door. “Please, man…”

My pulse raced, my blood boiled, and my brain was spiraling out of control. I had a chess board full of pieces, and I was playing both sides. I needed to think. There was no time to lose. He could ruffle my hair later.

“Dammit,” Damon growled. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“I’m not going anywhere,” I assured him, hanging in the doorway as he glared at me from the corridor. “I’ll see you tomorrow. I need to sleep.”

Rolling his eyes, he gave in and spun around, heading off. “Fine.”

But then guilt nipped at me. “Wait.”

He stopped and turned, his white T-shirt wrinkled and his black pants stark against his pale, bare feet.

I felt a smile pull at the corners of my mouth. “So, what’s his name?”

A gleam hit his eyes. “Ivarsen.”

Ivarsen. My heart warmed a little. We had another boy running around. Kai’s son, Madden.

Needles pricked my throat. I’d missed Winter giving birth.

“Next gen, huh?”

“Get your ass moving and catch up,” he teased.

Yeah. I didn’t see kids on my horizon any time soon, but…someday.

He started to leave, but I stopped him.