~TIA~
I stared at Kieran, observing him, anticipating more words to leave his filthy mouth, however, unconsciousness took hold and his eyes rolling back into his head. “f**k!” I hissed as I looked away, yet Kieran’s final conscious words ate at me like a worm in a compost heap. Jarrad wouldn’t have told Aiden. Surely not. I’m his sister, his only remaining flesh and blood. I tried to convince my thoughts that my brother couldn’t have betrayed me, but all reassurance came to the same uncertainty … How would Aiden have known my plans? The names of a select few tiptoed into my mind, casting a shadow of doubt over those I trusted. Elder Richards, the dark witch, Jarrad. No… no this can’t be happening. I turned my back on both Kieran and the human when I felt a wavering break in my poker face.
