Grave Sight | A Reverse Harem Romance

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪 𝕋𝕨𝕠

Kieran remained silent as we walked home. It was pretty late into the night, and most people were sleeping. So besides the sound of a car passing occasionally, all I heard was the sound of our footsteps on the concrete. It wasn't that I was angry at him - why would I be? I just couldn't stop seething at the fact that Jason watched me die.

I understood his need to bring me there to save and protect Selene. I'd do it for the people I loved as well. Bringing someone I knew nothing about to a vampire's den to let them do whatever they want, in exchange for allowing that person I loved to live? It was a no-brainer. I'd do it again and again.

But I wouldn't have just sat there and watched someone die.

Spirits could only do so much, so I didn't fault him for not trying to help. He could have touched me, but that would have only done so much with Vincenzo holding onto me the way he was. Spirits lost a lot of their strength after death, even if they held their physical shape. He could have pulled and pulled and he couldn't have done anything.

He didn't even turn his head away. He stood there and just watched.

And there hadn't been any shock on his face at all. Just acceptance.

I was pissed. I was pissed at Jason, at Alaric, at Vincenzo, and at my fucking inability to fight him off. What good was being able to mimic someone when all I could do in the moment was freeze? Sure, I could kick Mateo's ass no problem but when it came down to saving my own life, I couldn't figure out any way to escape.

My hand shot out and I punched a tree so hard that the trunk cracked and the tree fell onto the road.

Kieran stopped walking, even as I continued forward.

"Nova."

I stopped, breathed in a deep breath, held it, then turned to face him.

He motioned to the tree.

"What," I asked. "Want me to apologize to it?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Did you try to break the tree?"

"No." I looked down at it. It laid silently in the road, looking sad as hell.

I kept staring at it like maybe my staring at it would reverse time.

"How much power did you use?" He continued to watch me.

"Not much," I answered, my words clipped.

I was acting like a child, I knew, but I wasn't sure how to stop myself. I didn't mean to break the freaking tree, and now that I had, all I could think about was the fact that I punched a tree so hard that it broke and now I was left staring at it in the road. Someone would end up flying down the road in their car and crash into it. Then what? It would be my fault their car was damaged.

He picked up the tree and moved it out of the road, almost like he had heard my inner argument with myself. Then he came over to me, grabbed my arms, and kissed me.

I stiffened in his grasp, caught off guard by him suddenly kissing me. A million thoughts went through my head. Why was he kissing me? What had I done? Did he suddenly just feel like he wanted to and acted on it? He usually gave an indication that he wanted to do something. If I-

His hand came up and rested at the back of my neck as he tilted his head and kissed me deeper. Harder.

I let out a noise and grasped at his shirt.

He pulled away slightly. "Someone's watching."

I stared up at him wide-eyed. His hair was like a shield around our faces, blocking our view of the outside world and vice versa.

"They just showed up just before I moved the tree." His voice was barely above a whisper.

"They," I asked, keeping my voice low.

"Two." His free hand slid up my side before slipping to my back to bring me closer to him.

Two? Who could it be? Who would be watching us? I know he said that they just showed up, but is that when he noticed them, or when they allowed him to notice? There was a chance they'd been there for longer and neither of us realized.

"I know what you're thinking," he said. "It's written all over your face. But no. They just showed up. I've been keeping an eye out the whole time we've been out."

Okay so that ruled out someone watching me raise an entire graveyard with barely enough blood to raise one body. That also ruled out that anyone saw me punch a tree in half - which I genuinely felt bad for.

"Can you tell what they are," I asked, shivering when his hand fisted in my hair.

He was still making it look like we were kissing, doing as he normally would when his lips met mine. And oddly enough, it was driving me crazy even in the situation we were in. Oh, we were being watched? Cool. Keep pulling my hair.

His eyes dipped down to my lips, then back up. "Keep looking at me like that and they're going to be watching more than just this. But yes, I can. They're not vampires, or wereanimals, or witches..."

I raised my eyebrows. "Then?"

"Necromancers," he replied smoothly.

Great.

I closed my eyes and kept myself from sighing. I could guess who, though I wasn't sure why they suddenly felt like they needed to come to my area. I doubted they even meant to run into me, much less see the show Kieran was putting on for them.

He pulled away and ran a finger over my cheek before grabbing my hand. He began walking in the direction of my house, never once looking at anything other than me and the path in front of us.

I didn't ask where they were. I didn't need to. I could feel them too, now that Kieran pointed them out. But I pretended like they weren't there, because locking eyes with them would probably end badly.

As I said before, necromancers didn't like me because I wasn't fully like them. Why there were two was a cause for concern, especially since no one needed to be raised in my area. Even if there had been someone, everyone knew my contact number, especially in this area.

I really did not have the patience to deal with power trips. I hoped they were in town because they knew someone else here and they just so happened to run into me.

I checked my phone.

At one o'clock in the morning.

It wasn't a coincidence, but I could pretend it was. Also, if I didn't bother looking at them, maybe they would think I didn't notice them and they'd leave.

A girl could hope.

We reached my house and I let myself inside, then closed the door when Kieran stepped in. I didn't look up as I closed the door. I didn't look around. I kept my eyes downcast until the lock was clicked into place.

I was safe for the time being.