Chapter 362
Chapter 362:
“It’s a good thing you’re finally learning your place. Now, this brings me to the question I’ve been curious to ask for a long time. How have you been a Siphon but managed to hide it from everyone p>
I kept my mouth shut.
“You know, now it makes sense,” she nodded, like someone just discovering a golden truth. “Why you always seemed perfect and untouchable. Even at TCH, you made it seem like the rest of us were being useless. So it wasn’t just you. It had to do with your witch powers p>
“I’m not a witch,” I rasped.
“Like hell you’re not,” she huffed. “Your kind is forbidden. I honestly don’t know why my ‘husband’ is defending you.” I didn’t miss the way she emphasized “husband.” She was really out to get me. “But I’m sure soon, he’ll come to his senses. When everyone stands against him on his decision to keep you safe, he’ll hand you over p>
She came closer to me, her eyes gleaming with pride. “I cannot wait for the day you get executed p>
This time, I scoffed, mocking her. “I’m afraid you’ll be waiting for a long time, then. Who knows? You might even die before me p>
A spark flashed in her eyes.
“Come on, Marta. That’s enough,” someone said from behind, cutting off whatever retort she was about to spew at me.
I glanced back and found Maddy coming toward us.
Marta rolled her eyes. “No one invited you into this conversation p>
“I don’t need to be invited. Your messy attitude is already enough. And please, don’t start with the whole ‘Grand Luna’ shit with me. You should know I’m not working with that p>
Marta zeroed her eyes on me. “Stay away from my kids. I mean it.” She walked away, filling me with relief I didn’t know I needed.
Facing Maddy, I felt a little uncomfortable. We hadn’t spoken since I was known to be a Siphon. Over the month, she’d turned out to be a great friend, but I didn’t know how she’d feel about this.
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“Are you okay?” she asked, making me want to cry.
“Y-yeah, I guess p>
“Come on. I’ll help you pack up p>
I told her I was on my way to get food, so she followed me to the restaurant instead.
It turned out that Maddy didn’t have a problem with me being what I was. According to her, I’d always been a sweet soul, and she wasn’t going to judge me for something I didn’t choose to be.
When we finished at the restaurant and returned to the room, I was surprised to find Nerion leaving. Maddy grew uncomfortable at once at the sight of him, while he also seemed tense.
But what was he doing in my room?