Chapter 17

Not that he thought for a second that Padraig would become violent, but then again, he’d never thought that about Trev either, and look at where that got him. In any case, Padraig hadn’t left Kaos’s mind since they’d met earlier that day, and now it was nearly morning again.

Kaos had woken up to a vague nightmare. Makai and Emil’s couch wasn’t exactly super comfortable to sleep on, but he’d slept on worse, so it was fine for now. Mouse had padded to him within minutes of him waking and was now sprawled on top of his chest, purring quietly as if to comfort him. He couldn’t sleep, though, despite her efforts. He looked out of the window into the ever-so-slowly lightening morning and made plans for the day.