47. Under An Oak Tree

RAVEN

After last night's events, and the fact that Aunty Monica almost got poisoned, I felt down. Through training, although Owen behaved, despite the unmasked hatred in his eyes, I was in a morbidly gloomy frame of mind.

Liam had been out all night, I knew they were trying to look for more leads. I had mind linked Damon asking if he wanted me over, instead, he asked if I could spend the night as he was going to be out, and I had agreed.

Damon had got back late at night and was sleeping when I left for training.

I had now returned to the packhouse and showered, although the boiling water incident remained in my mind.

I got dressed in a maroon halter dress, leaving my back on show, black lace tights and heeled knee-high boots. I applied some smoky eye make-up, paying more attention to my brother’s eye, I had never thought much of it but loved the fact that my eyes were different. It often made for a good conversation starter when people looked