50. Scared

Airk’s pov

I stared at the woman Jace was having sex with in front of me. Her moans reminded me of when I caught Argo watching porn. They sounded fake.

Her eyes followed me, while her face was almost pressed against the glass. There was no joy in her eyes. She was acting.

When Jace was finished, she mouthed "sorry" at me before running out of the room.

He said he would name her his Luna. He had been lying to me from the start. Jace would never go public with our relationship. At best, I would be stuck here like Eve had been during Storm’s childhood. Living a life of luxury while being a prisoner inside the packhouse.

Never getting to step foot past the garden. Having to hide my identity.

And most importantly, I was never allowed to go home to my family. Jace wouldn’t allow me to call them again, scared that I might tell them more.

That’s why he kept his name a secret from everyone. So they wouldn’t be able to find me.

Everything was a lie, and the sad part was that Jace actuall