“Me?” Uncle Damon looks surprised.
“Is that an issue?”
“No, not at all.” Uncle Damon raises his hand in defence. “If Jayce is ok with that.”
“Yeah, I am.”
“Why not Zu?” Theo asks slyly before he and Dante begin snickering.
“Because we all know she’ll most likely miss out important bits, init,” Dante says, high-fiving Theo.
Grandad frowns at them as Dad narrows his eyes.
“Don’t pick on Zu,” Dad warns them.
“Even Leo didn’t pick her,” Theo points out.
Leo simply picks up his coffee mug, his face emotionless, but he doesn’t defend her either. We all know its facts, even if we don’t point them out. I suppress a smirk.
“She’s got her strong points, even if it’s not academically,” Enrique says now.
“She does. I’m not denying that, but I can still point out her flaws,” Dante says.
“Grow up! I can hear you!” Azura shouts from the kitchen, making both Theo and Dante smirk. I hear the front door open and turn to the arch that leads to the hallway, picking up the scents instantly.
Renji and Ares.
“A family affair without us?” Renji says. “I’m hurt!” he callsout, but he doesn’t enter the room, and I know he’s gone to find Mom. Ares does, though, and he cocks a brow, looking at the tomes that now sit on the table.
“Congrats on the success of the mission,” he says to no one in particular.
“And how come you are here? How did you manage to leave school?” Dad asks.
Ares shrugs. “Ask Renji.”
Dad nods before he looks at his watch. “Well, it’s late. I think everyone should rest, and tomorrow we can get to work,” he suggests.
“I’ll be heading out. Azura will be staying for a couple of days,” Leo says, standing up. “Dante, can you drop those who aren’t needed here back at the Academy first thing tomorrow?”
Theo groans as Dante nods.
Seems like the next few days are going to be exhausting. I don’t even know how long these books will take to read, but we have our work cut out for us.
It’s much later,and everyone is getting ready for bed. I’ve come up to see Sienna for a bit. I really need to tell Dad and Grandad about me and Sienna, so I’ll be heading down a little later. They will probably be awake anyway. Mom probably told Grandma already.
The books now sit in my room. Enrique’s already spelled them, so only I can open them with my blood. I wonder whatthey contain that the enemy wanted them so badly. All of this… they were waiting.
I watch Sienna, who is wearing one of my shirts, her sexy legs on show as she walks around my room looking at everything.
“You play much?” she asks, her fingers brushing along my guitar.
“Not anymore. There’s not really much time. I’m surprised I still play football,” I answer as I lie stretched out on the bed. She smiles as she continues to my desk.
“I think it’s good you do. Sometimes we need to unwind, even if it’s hard to focus on the lighter things in life.”
“Yeah.”
“Play something for me?” she asks, tilting her head.
