Chapter 214: Covering Our Tracks, Part 2

He stood in front of the door, blocking my only exit. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked.

"Well, I was talking to Isach." I crossed my arms and glared at him, willing all the anger I'd felt over the past week to stay with me a little longer.

But just being in this room - his room - was chipping away at my resolve. Everything smelled like him, reminding me of the nights I'd spent here, of all the promises we'd made to each other. My breaths became shallow and ragged.

"You were provoking him," Trent said.

I shrugged. "So?"

"You're not taking this seriously enough. He's trying to warn us that if his coven finds out about you, they'll kill you."

"So?" I said again. "It's not like we all don't know I'm going to die eventually. Who cares if that's today, tomorrow, or ten years from now?"

"I care!" he shouted and pointed at his chest.