Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
Oliver
Oh God, I am going to be in so much trouble with the guys for doing this. But I don’t give a shit. I’m on Dara watch tonight and I followed her to the club. I kept my distance from her, but I always knew what she was doing from the corner of my eye. When she went upstairs and onto the crowded dance floor, I had to follow her in to make sure she was safe.
Once I managed to get through the crowd and saw her dancing on that guy, I lost it. No way my princess was going home with anyone else tonight, or ever for that matter.
I snuck up behind them and whispered into the guy’s ear, “Get the fuck out of here now, or I will shove your own hand so far up your arse, you will be bleeding for weeks.” The guy went still and quickly turned around and moved so fast I lost him in the crowd. I took his place behind Dara and loved every second her body was touching mine.
Dara holds a special place in my heart—all our hearts. Especially in mine and my twin brother, Blair’s. He hasn’t admitted it yet, but I know he feels a deep connection to her like I do. She just doesn’t know who we are—yet. But she will remember soon enough. Her memories are long gone, but I hope they will come back soon. I need her to remember us. Remember Silvia.
I pull her closer to me and whisper in her ear, “You have no idea how special you are to us. You will see soon enough. I couldn’t keep my distance from you any longer.” When her body melts into mine, it feels so right. My head snaps up as I feel my brother’s presence in the room.
Weird. I wasn't expecting them back so soon. I glance toward them, and my eyes connect with Harlan's, who appears at the top of the stairs with the rest of the boys. I sense something must be wrong from their body language. I turn Dara around so she is facing me, and pull my lips to her ear.
"Come with me now, Princess. We need to get some drinks.”
She nods her cute little head at me and lets me pull her out of the crowd.
As we near the boys, Dara sucks a laboured breath through her lips and freezes.
I turn her toward me. “What is it?” I ask, panicked.
She looks like she is in a lot of pain. Her body starts to shake, and my hand that sits on her back burns. I curse, quickly pulling my hand off as I can’t stand the heat any longer. My brothers all approach with concerned frowns on their faces.
She drops to her knees and groans. “It hurts—everything hurts,” she cries out with discomfort written all over her face.
I can’t stand seeing her in pain, but I think I know what is happening. I look at all my brothers, who all nod in unison.
“It’s time. She is going through the change. We have to get out of here now before we draw unwanted attention,” Harlan says, taking charge.
Dara looks up at all of us with worry in her eyes.
She has no idea what she is in for.