Chapter Forty four
1037 Words
Jordan's POV
A night ago.
The bus ticket, staring at it made my blood run cold. Was the solution really just a way out of town?
"What the hell is this?" I barked. Mum's footsteps halted by the stairway. She barely flinched when she turned around to gaze at it. "Exactly, what it looks like Jordan."
"What?"
"Now, drop it and go to bed. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."
Mum said nonchalantly.
I scoffed. "We are not supposed to leave town!"
"Why? Because you say so?" She retorted.
"You heard the cops mum, daily surveillance means no travelling without permission, no leaving the town. Does anyone of that not ring a bell to you?"
Mum's jaw tightened, she turned slowly to face me, her voice as cold as ever. "I said I do not care about that stupid law. We are leaving tomorrow and that is final Jordan."
"Tomorrow?" I repeated, my voice rising. "Mum, I can not just--"
"If you want to stay behind, that is your choice." She snapped, interrupting me halfway my sentence. "But do not expect me to watch you get eaten alive by all this mess, a lot has happened already."
Without waiting for my response, she walked away, slamming her bedroom door loudly.
But I knew her words. "Leaving me behind" was out of anger.
She would not really do it.
Right?
I returned back to my room, shutting the door gently behind me like a the world outside of me might shatter if I slammed too hard. Everything felt heavy tonight, it felt like the walls were closing in on me, the silence was suffocation.
Then, I heard....her.
"Elara?"
At first, my mind had settled on ignoring her, not because I was mad at her, it could never be that but it was because the kind of connection we shared was dangerous, if anyone dared to find out about it, it could destroy her, us.
She called again, this time, her voice cracked with desperation.
I could not ignore her even if i wanted to. "I am here." My tone was barely above a whisper and more of a thought.
My next words were the truth, or at least a piece of it. I told her it was dangerous if she reached out to me all the time, in this manner. She could get caught and anything could happen.
Elara went silent.
"Hey, are you listening?"
There was no response. My heart began to race extremely fast as I thought of the worse scenarios. What if her mother caught her talking to me? Or what if something worse had happened?
Punching the wall, the pain penetrated through my knuckles.
Everything felt wrong, even existing.
Breathing heavily, I ran a hand through my hair in frustration as my legs slowly paced the room. The silence Elara left me in was suffocating, too much that I was beginning to slowly lose my mind.
Then a loud knock on the door started me and jolted me back to reality. Corvin stepped into my room like he always did, uninvited.
His eyes darted towards my fist and then to the bus tickets clutched tight to my hands.
"Hey, dude. Are you good?"
I rolled my eyes at him. "Am I supposed to be? Mum is making a big mistake and she is refusing to listen to me. She thinks this is about Elara but it is not just about her. This place Corvin, something about this place is soothing and It is like home, it is home, I can feel it."
Corvin raised a brow at me. "Is mum aware that you know?"
I scoffed and retorted. "Yeah, what part of she is refusing to listen to me did you not get?"
Corvin leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed. "Maybe she has a point."
"Are you happy about it because you seem to not have a problem about it at all." I shot back even though I already knew the answer. Of course Corvin would hate it here, he literally got his ass kicked by Adrian.
Corvin raised his hands at me in mock surrender. "It sounds like the best decision right now, Jordan, whether you like it or not."
Rolling my eyes, my gaze averted elsewhere, jaw clenched tight. "Right, running away sounds like the perfect idea to fix everything."
Sneaking a glance at my brother, he pushed off the frame and stepped closer. "Looks I am not saying anything is wrong with this town but just think about it, everything is so messy right now. Adrian that bastard is lurking around, Elara's mum is trying to accuse you of something, the annoying hunter at our school. This place..." Corvin paused to sigh heavily.
"It is poison for people like us."
I did not answer because a part of me knew that there was so much truth laced in his words. Everything he said was right.
Corvin's voice softened as he placed a hand on my shoulder. "Maybe this bond, whatever it is you share with Elara. It does not have to define your life or choices."
"Jordan, you do not have to choose her, neither do you have to reject her. Leaving might help you forget, it might help erase the bond and maybe you will find someone else, another mate."
Gulping a lump down my throat, I gazed at him. "You sound so sure."
"i am not but what I do know is that you deserve peace, Jordan. We all do."
I nodded slightly, grateful for his thoughts even though I did not fully agree.
That same night, I laid in the dark, staring at my ceiling.
She remained in my head, the way she made me feel seen in a world that kept telling me to hide.
Elara was everything.
My thoughts deepened, my position as Alpha, was I leading right?
Just as my eyes began to close, a loud crashing noise startled me.
The glass of my window shattered, sending shards flying into my room.
My heart jumped in fear as I jerked off my bed.
Gunshots.
And then....
"Jordan!" My door opened wide and mum burst in.
"They are here."
I froze.
"Hunters."
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