76. Starfish

Argo’s pov

“Are you ready to go back, because I fucking am.” I asked my brother.

Airk nodded but seemed unsure.

“What is it, spill?"

“I didn’t see Isaac. I wanted to, but I was scared.” Airk admitted.

“Scared of what? It’s Isaac; that silly motherfucker is harmless.”

“It’s Emmeline. You saw how I reacted to Storm; what if I had a worse reaction to her? It wouldn’t be her fault, but it could do damage. I don’t know how she’s doing.”

“Because you’re too scared to ask? You're not responsible for her. It wasn’t your fucking fault that man has a side piece.” I said, and I knew right away that wasn’t the right thing to say.

Airk growled, “she was going to be his Luna. She is just as much a victim; she was just better at acting than I was. She pretended to like everything he did to her, knowing no one would come for her. The only reason I felt safe enough to speak up was because I was taught to. And because I had people in my corner.”

“But she has Isaac now, well, sort of." I said. “