Chapters (23)
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Epilogue
- Chapter One
“No, but he didn’t have a clue. People that haven’t done what I’ve done, seen what I’ve seen, experienced what I’ve experienced, they don’t have a clue. They look at me like I’m this big brave captain who fought off the evil in this world, but it’s not true. I fought the evil, but I am the evil, too.”
“You’re not evil—”
“Don’t, Rory.”
“Sorry, you’re right, I don’t understand, maybe you are evil, but so is everyone sometimes.”
“Can’t imagine you being evil.”
Rory snorted, then mumbled, “Give it a few months and you might change your mind.”
“Won’t happen.”
“Maybe you’ve done evil things, whatever ‘evil’ means, but you’ve been great to me. You saved me when I was stabbed, and you’ve looked out for me and Ollie. They weren’t evil acts.”
Captain breathed out of his nose, then shut his eyes.
“I messed up.”
“Messed up?”
“I got defensive when the he asked about my dreams. He picked away at them and I got mad, shouted at him, and he looked scared. It made me feel good at the time, but now I feel like shit about it.”
“He’s a psychiatrist, I’m sure he’s had people shout at him before.”
“But look at me,” Captain mumbled. “How’d you feel if I got in your face and shouted all my anger at you?”
Captain was without doubt the biggest man Rory had ever seen. Wide shoulders, masculine jaw, huge muscles, and contained rage swirling in his eyes.
“Pretty damn terrified.”
“Exactly. The guy was damn shaking I scared him so much. I’m such a bastard.”
“Just make another appointment and say sorry.”
Captain snorted. “No way I’m going back, I’m not gonna subject him to that again, but don’t worry they’ve given me some pills to sleep, so hopefully everyone will have a better night, but sorry if tomorrow I’m a walking zombie.”
“Doubt I’ll see a difference.”
Captain laughed and dropped his boots to the floor.
“Hey—”
Rory turned at Zeke’s voice. His forehead gleamed with sweat, and his towel was draped over his shoulder.
“Wanna go work out?”
Captain nodded. “Sounds like a plan. You don’t mind, do you?”
Rory shook his head. “I’ll see you at dinner.”
Sebastian was waiting outside the cell.
“Were you eavesdropping?” Rory asked.
“Yes, yes I was.”
“Why?”
“I told you, I was worried in case he kicked off.”
“You think you could stop him if he did?” Rory asked.
Sebastian flashed a look at Captain and Zeke going down the stairs. “Probably not, but I could get in the way, take the beating for you.”
“And why would you do that?”
“You got a cute face, and I want it to stay cute.”
“You hated me a few weeks ago, why the change?”