Werewolves Rule (The Rule Series) (33 page)

Silver was on the bed, sitting with her back against the headboard.
 
Half of his upper body rested on her.
 
She cradled his head with her arms.
 
With a tender touch, she stroked damp hair away from his face.
 
He seemed to be perspiring harder than a guy who’d just completed a grueling day-long marathon.
 

Jack thought about the things Jersey had said in the dream.
 
He didn’t want to pile more problems onto Silver’s pretty head, but he had to talk about it.
 
He had to try to figure out if any of it was true.
 
After taking a few easy breaths, he spoke to her in slow, halted English.
 
“Saw Jersey... in dream... told me... crazy stuff.”

“Forget about him.
 
Whatever he told you, it isn’t important.”

“This is... says I’m... first vampire.”

There was a lengthy pause before Silver spoke again.
 
“That’s ridiculous.
 
Lovely would have put it in the diary if it was true.”

“Would she?”

“Why would you even ask that?”

Because the faerie might have reason to lie to them.
 
He didn’t trust her any more than he trusted Jersey.
 
For a while he had given her the benefit of the doubt, thinking that the times she was wrong about things were just mistakes.
 
But maybe they weren’t.
 
Maybe the faerie had been using her diary to lie to them, to manipulate them into doing her dirty work for her.

Since Silver trusted the diary, he kept his opinion to himself.
 
Telling her his suspicions would make her angry and start a fight.
 
At the moment he didn’t feel up to arguing with her.
 
Instead, he pointed out, “She’s been wrong... about a lot of stuff.”

“You scared me tonight,” Silver said, changing the subject.
 
“When you didn’t come back inside, I went to my parents.
 
Good thing too.
 
A couple of minutes later and you would have been dead.”

“Did you graduate?
 
I missed it.”

“Dad videotaped it.”

“Not the same thing.”
 
He tilted his head back enough so he could see her face.
 
“I’m sorry.
 
Wanted to be there.
 
Billy... set me up.”

Silver smiled down at him and stroked the side of his face.
 
“I know.
 
Don’t worry about him.
 
I convinced mom and dad to leave him alone.
 
No one is hunting him.”

“Thank you.
 
He doesn’t know... what he’s doing.”

She bent over and placed her cool lips on his hot forehead.
 
Her hair brushed his cheek, and his insides melted.
 
Eyes closed, he floated on soft clouds.
 
Lovely might have lied about some stuff, but she had totally written the truth about them.
 
He and Silver belonged together.
 
Nothing and no one would ever keep them apart.
 
He made a silent vow to do whatever it took to make Silver happy, even if it meant letting her leave for college without him.

“It’s going to be okay,” she said.
 
“Promise.
 
Somehow we’re going to work out everything.
 
We’ll destroy Jersey.”

“You make it sound so simple.”

“It is.
 
Remember the dream when we stood together against him and he couldn’t hurt us?
 
We can do it in real life too.
 
I know we can.
 
We will stand together and take him down.”

Jack wished he was as sure as Silver sounded.
 
They didn’t have the magic rock anymore, thanks to his thieving, shape-shifting cat.
 
Silver’s ability to suck souls hadn’t reached its zenith yet, and he wasn’t up for the task either.
 
Was there another way to kill Jersey?
 
If there was, he wished Lovely would let them in on it, because he had no idea what to do.

“We’re going to kill him,” Silver repeated in a strong voice.
 
“Believe it.”

“Okay.
 
I’ll try.”

“Nothing can stop us, Jack.
 
We’re young and in love.
 
Love is more powerful than anything or anyone.
 
Believe that.”

He nodded and smiled for her benefit.
 
Reaching up, he moved strands of honey blonde hair so he could see her face clearly.
 
“I love you, and that’s something you can always believe.”

Silver told him to close his eyes and rest for a while.
 
She sang to him in a soft voice that he could barely hear.
 
In seconds he was sinking into a peaceful darkness.
 
The melody kept him company and chased away his inner demons.
 
When he fell asleep, he dreamed about his mom.
 
Sitting at the kitchen table, she welcomed him home with a sunny smile.
 
The two of them needed to talk.
 
As he joined her at the table, he realized that she had to tell him something important.
 

Happiness at seeing her faded, and his body stiffened.
 
“What is it?” he demanded to know.
 

Her smile evaporated.
 
She reached out a hand for him, but he eluded her grasp.
 
He didn’t need comfort from her.
 
He only wanted the truth.
 
She sighed and gave it to him.
 
The words rolled through his mind again and again in a horrible chant that followed him from dream to dream.
 

 
A new sadness filled his heart.

One more devastating secret added itself to the huge pile he was already carrying by himself.
 
The weight threatened to crush him.
 
What was he supposed to do with this new truth?
 
How was he going to handle it without Billy at his side?

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