Chapter 22

“I’m your only friend? I think you have more friends than just me,” I asserted. She was a Pact Mage. She was beautiful. She was the kind of girl every guy would love to take care of and adore.

“They’re not friends. They’re allies, worshippers, admirers, or zealots.” She sighed as my hands moved down to her shoulders, hopefully comforting her.

“Okay, what makes you different from all those people then?” I pointed out, but she didn’t pause to think this time. She already knew.

“I’m hunted, adored, and worshipped because I’m a Pact Mage, because there’s something to gain. I don’t enjoy spending time with them, but I enjoy spending time with you.” I couldn’t see her face, but I could imagine a soft, bubbly smile. “Also, I imagine it’s the same for you as well. You’d spend time with me, whether I was a Pact Mage or not.”

“To be fair, I did fall for your eyes first and that’s…” I thought out loud before I realized what I was saying. We both froze mid-motion.