Tasting Drakness

Chapter 38

That was it; he wasn’t even going to attempt to explain what h e meant? The loss of their presence was instantly felt. The coldness of the bond slowly evaporated into the air, and I sighed, wondering if I would ever get used to losing their loss every time I saw one of them.

It was making it increasingly difficult to hate them when the bond played havoc constantly when they were around. Darius’s words made no sense. Why would he have to protect m e from my own parents? I know what I saw, if only briefly. There was no doubt in my mind that he was the reason they were dead.

I tried to remember that night, but nothing stuck out or showed my parents had anything to do with the fire. Stoking the fire, I got up before picking up the plate that I had purposely eaten slowly, wanting to save some of the meat for the Phoenix. (This Novel daily new chapters provide it

My eyes moved to the door; they came in the main one and went out of the bathroom one. With a glance over my shoulder, I walked over to the main door and twisted the handle, and my heart leaped with joy when I noticed it was unlocked. It was odd for them to forget to lock me in. Usually, I woke to the door being unlocked, but they always locked it when they went to sleep.

old bandages. Grabbing one o fmy pillows off the bed, I snuck over to the door. Listening for any noise out in

glanced down the dimly lit hallway toward the stairs. Rushing to them with hesitant steps and only stopping at the top to look back the way I came for any sign of them. They hadn’t noticed, and I slipped down to the bottom level. It was clear everyone was tucked safely away in their dorm rooms because I saw nobody wandering about. The place was dark, and I noticed the glow of the door handles that led outside in the foyer

back to the stairs, and I reached out before pausing as I went to grip the door handle. I wanted to see if I could siphon it, but I also didn’t want to risk him noticing. I also wasn’t sure if I would b e blasted like an intruder by touching it. Definitely worth investigating later on, but I needed to check my Phoenix for

the cells. With a pull, the door opened, and I descended the steps while feeling for a light switch. It wasn’t until I reached the bottom that I found it, and I quickly flicked the light on. The bird cawed a yelp

about me being a harmony fae. They could feel it. Phoenix’s were almost drawn to the white-Fae, making me wonder if he had sensed me here,

out the cut-u p meat. I tried to wipe some of the sauce off, but he didn’t seem to care, pecking at my open palm, wanting to eat it. I

wanting more, so I continued to feed him. Hoping I was gaining its trust because I wasn’t looking forward to being bitten after watching its peak slice through the beef like a

tilted its head t o the side. I tapped my chin, trying to think of one. (This