Chapter 36
My gaze races across the last few pages of my father’s secret journal, the ticking of the clock like a gong in my heart at this point, counting down the seconds until I have to shift.
At this point, I crave that connection with Saskia more than any addiction, so I’m not sure I could go much longer even if I did feel comfortable leaving her alone this long.
The Thirteenth Guardian has been telling me more about the nature of his kind as we plan for my pack to breach the Wall. Everything makes so much more sense than it used to.
Vampire venom, for instance, is a magical substance that interacts differently with a variety of…
“I don’t actually fucking care,” I mutter, rifling to the next page with my jaw clenching.
I just want to find out what the hell happened to the Thirteenth Guardian and get back to Saskia.
Make sure she’s alright. And get a refill of her colorful presence.
Flicking to the last page, my eyes land on a final entry.
November 09, 52 AX
We were supposed to meet at one of the doors of the Wall last night. Graham was supposed to open it for me, but he never showed, and my connection with him went silent.
I don’t know if he betrayed us or was playing us all along or if the other parasites found out and killed him. I’m hoping the latter. At least that way, I wouldn’t feel so fucking stupid.
If anyone asks, I’m going to say the Thirteenth Guardian died in the war. I’ll erase him from my memory, because none of it mattered anyway. It’s over.