Owen Cavalier (Inkitt Edition) Vampire/Werewolf

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Chapter 21: Nursing blows

Daveigh pressed Owen up against the wall. She bit deeply into the tip of her finger, and fed Owen her blood. Daveigh kissed him after she was sure his leg was healed… Morgan held his forehead…

“We have to do something.” Owen eventually said.

“Like what? I’ve never seen anything like him before. I didn’t think demons of that class could make it into our world.” Morgan cursed violently.

“What do you mean?” Owen asked.

“The veil between Limbo and our world is sort of like a shark net. The smaller less dangerous things can make it through. But every now and then something really monstrous just snaps the ropes holding it together…” Daveigh said grimly.

“Alyssa told me succubi mostly left limbo…”

“Well, succubi aren’t necessarily dangerous. Immoral, depending on your perspective, but they aren’t killers. Incubi… There was a time when they slipped through and just raped and killed women in their sleep. Strong, fierce and lustful warriors… There’s a reason the succubi abandoned Limbo.”

“Alyssa wanted a devil’s trap and an exorcism circle… What did that mean?”

“She wanted to keep him in one spot long enough so that she could literally levitate his soul out of his body.” Morgan answered

“Can we do that?” Owen asked.

“Only if we want to die.” Morgan cynically grimaced.

“So what now?” Owen asked. There was an uncomfortable silence. Morgan stared at his shoes and Daveigh averted her gaze. Owen understood. He sneered and glared hard while staring into the distance. “I can’t give up on her.” Owen said.

“We don’t have other options.” Daveigh said.

“I told her we could be friends. I wanted to save her. I thought I could save her.” Owen felt his jaw tighten. He stood up, and balled his hand into a fist. “I’ll kill him.”

“Yeah? How are you gonna do that? Bleed on him until he dies? No, even better, you’re going to date him and let him walk into a speeding car…” Morgan grabbed Owen by the front of his shirt. “You can’t do a fucking thing. Give up on her. Because she’s not worth dying for. And I’m not dying for you. There, I said it. I won’t be mad at you Owen. And we can pretend to be friends. But I’m telling you right here, right now, that I am never, ever going to forgive you.”

Morgan let go of him and walked away.

After recovering from the events, Daveigh and Owen went back to his house. They snuck in through the window. She didn’t feel like going home and Owen suddenly didn’t feel like being alone. They both collapse on the bed.

“We tried hard. It’s not your fault.”

“I know, it’s just that… I wish I was stronger. It sounds stupid but… Maybe if I was just a little bit…”

“More than yourself?”

“Yeah. Maybe if I was more than just me… Maybe I could have saved her.”

“You can’t save everyone.”

“I don’t care about everyone. I care about her. I care about the people that just slip through my fingers and there’s never anything I can do about it. I made her a promise.”

“And I get that. It means a lot to you. But can I ask you to make me one?”

“Daveigh…”

“Promise you won’t go looking for trouble. Don’t do anything reckless. Because, surprise-surprise, I think I actually like you.”

“Trouble always finds me so you don’t need to worry.”

“I mean don’t go looking for Alyssa alone.”

“Daveigh…”

“Don’t. Just don’t. I like you, but I like you a lot more alive and in one piece. We’ll do it together, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Okay. Good. Right.” She bit her cheek. “I’m really tired.”

“Sleep. And tomorrow we can go for breakfast and talk some sense into Morgan and come up with a plan.”

“Have dinner with me tomorrow instead...” Daveigh smiled. “There is some serious bad blood between you two.”

“Remember my ex, Lisa? We both liked her. She picked me. He moved on, but probably never entirely. And then she died. Morgan blames me for it. He’s trying not to. But he does. And I do too, to be honest.”

“How did she die?”

“Lisa and I were arguing. She ran out into the street. It was a bad hit and run. She died on contact.” Owen went quiet. He started staring off into the distance.

“I’m sorry. It sounds sensitive.”

“It is. But, I guess you move on with your life and try to get through each day as best you can, right?”

“But it wasn’t your fault. And I know it hurts a lot. But it’ll be okay. Everything will be okay. And that’s a promise. I promise everything will be okay. The bad times can’t last forever.”

“Okay.”

“I know it’s hard…” She kissed him on the cheek. “But even if you don’t believe it, I know it’s true. And just trust that I always know better than you.” She playfully smiled.

“Well I can’t argue with that logic.”

“Exactly…” Daveigh closed her eyes and her breathing became soft. Owen felt his eyelids get heavy… “Owen?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I admit something?”

“Yeah.”

“I think I’m falling in love with you.”

“You’re tired.”

“But it’s true. You’re a dumbass, and you’re borderline suicidal, but I think I’m actually falling for you.”

“Heart-warming.” He smiled.

“Are you falling in love with me?”

“Maybe.”

“It’s okay if you aren’t sure yet. It’s probably better if you don’t. But if worst case scenario happens and you do fall in love with me… I’m going to ask you a hard question.”

“And that is?”

“It’s not important now. Just have dinner with me tomorrow.”

“Okay, okay, I will.”

“Good. And Owen?”

“Yeah?”

“She’d be proud of you. Despite all your pain and suffering, you’re strong and kind. That’s enough. You’re enough. Enough to fix everything with Morgan, save Alyssa and find Evangeline. Just you, the person in front of me, is enough. You don’t need to be anything more than you already are.” 

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