Chapter Twenty-SevenZero stood with the rest of the outsiders, well removed from the funeral gathering, watching as the town laid a beloved old man to rest. She hadn't seen Raven much since the death, and she felt even more like a freak standing there with the assortment of non-Shades.
Alaric hadn't said anything more about helping her, and she felt like she would be intruding to ask. He seemed all wrapped up with Mason anyway. She'd known about the two of them on some level, but it was odd to her for two people to be so demonstrative with their affection. Worse, she knew they were containing it for the sake of the others. She didn't want to imagine how they'd be if they didn't control themselves, like a couple of teenagers in heat.
She shook her head and turned her attention to the othe
