CHAPTER 16

ALORA

I went back into the tent with Lucian. He was oddly calm, and I wished that I could say the same for myself. But instead, my heart was beating extra fast. He led me to the bench by the table and we both sat down.

“Alora…” he hesitated. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”

I nodded meekly. “Yeah, but I did.”

“Right…”

“What was your mother talking about, Lucian? What is she so scared of?”

“Alora—”

I raised a finger to stop him. “She sounded particularly scared of me being here. I need answers, Lucian. I think I deserve that much.”

“Yes, you’re right. You do. I just don’t know if it’s a good idea to talk about it. It’s a lot to take in.”

“You don’t think I can handle it?” I asked. I was feeling a little offended.

“That isn’t… look Alora, Life is different out here. And some things, they’re better left unsaid.”

“I know that I’m used to a life that’s a complete contrast to this one. But that doesn’t mean that I’m insensitive or inhumane. I want to know, Lucian. Please. Help me under