Jason’s POV
Back in my office, Abel and I sat on the small two-seater couch that was placed in the corner of the room to eat, and we continued our conversation.
“So why didn’t you go after her?” Abel asked me and I sighed.
“That’s easier said than done. Hunger would probably kill me. I mean, he made me promise not to go after his sister. That gotta count for something.” I said. I knew it might seem like it wasn’t a big deal, but to Hunter I knew it was.
Abel shrugged, seeming not to believe all that. “Maybe if you told him how you felt, he wouldn’t tell you to keep the promise that was probably done as a joke.” He said.
A joke? Abel surely didn’t know Hunter. He sure thought that it was only someone like me that could take something like that seriously.
“Do you want to know what
