He nodded and gestured upwards. "You can't see through the glass, but he hasn't moved from that spot all night since you'd been here."
Hope flared in me for a moment, but I shook my head and turned it off. I couldn't get excited at the idea he might have feelings for me. Talia still remained in his heart. He was just confused.
I looked where he had pointed and saw glass mirrors. At one section of the wall, they jetted out and around, framing an office above the entire club. I could tell Roane stood on the other side of them. Able to make out his silhouette, I pushed through and it opened up to my eyes. Gregory was wrong; I was able to see through them. My eyes met Roane's, his narrowed as he mouthed the word, "Stop."
I narrowed mine in defiance and sensed into him. It was so easy to slip in him now and I was met by his same boiling anger. He snarled at me in his head, 'What are you doing? You're not supposed to use your powers.'
'I'm in your head, your head only. No one can hear our thoughts here.'
'My shields are too hard. You're right. No one can read my mind, except you.' And I felt how he hated that.
I sparked back at him, 'Sucks, doesn't it? When someone might be more powerful than you.'
'Shut up. Return to your table. Gregory is annoyed that you're ignoring him.'
'He'll get over it.'
'He's grown a soft spot for you. He wanted to be the one to take you home tonight.'
'I like Gregory. He's nicer than Wren.'
Roane bit back a laugh. 'Go, Davy. Emily is returning to the table.'
I looked and saw her approaching. 'I'm sorry for bringing her here. I wanted to see you. I'm sorry again.' Then I slipped out of him and saw that Gregory had a perturbed look on his face. I was afraid to ask what that meant, but Emily had arrived.
She was pale with a green tinge and held a hand to her stomach. "I just threw up eight times. I don't ever want to drink again. Davy, don't let me drink again."
I stood and held a hand to her back. "You can still drink, just not that much next time?"
Gregory led the way out the club. As we followed behind, Emily groaned and clutched her stomach. I saw how the other customers turned and stared as we passed. Some of them were interested because we were humans. They knew Gregory protected us. A few others smelled Emily's nausea and turned away in disgust. Still others watched and their eyes lingered on the right hand of Lucas Roane.
As we climbed into the backseat of a car, I caught sight of my own car parked not far away. I could've driven, but Emily thought I was drunk. I had as much as her. I should've been affected. If I told her the truth, that I was stone cold sober, she would've wondered why. So I burrowed in to my seat and waited as Gregory drove us back home. When we got to the dorm, she stumbled out first and headed in without a second look.
I remained in the car and looked out my window.
Gregory got out and closed Emily's door, but then returned to his seat behind the steering wheel. He tilted the rearview mirror, but then turned in his seat.
A wave of sadness swept over me. "I finally realized and accepted tonight that I am completely alone. I've been fighting it, but I have to accept it now."
I didn't see his reaction, but I felt his acceptance. It was okay to speak to him about this.
I stared out the window, but I wasn't seeing anything. Saren told me to stay away from Blue, so I did. Roane told me to stay away and I tried. My roommate thought I was something I wasn't. The witch was too alarming and new and Pippa couldn't ever know.
I was supposed to be normal, do normal things, and that's what I had wanted in the first place.
"I feel like I'm in a prison. Every lie I tell is another door that I've shut around me. I can't talk to anybody about this."
Gregory didn't say anything for a moment. "Roane is building an army. All those vampires have declared their loyalty to him. He is going against the Roane Family line."
"What?"
"The Roane Elders are coming with their Family of vampires. They know the Immortal is here and they're going to fight their way in. Roane has declared war against them. He is no longer a part of the Roane Family. He is doing this to protect you."
"I'm the Immortal. No one can hurt me."
Wariness flashed in his eyes. "Yes, they can. They can torture you. They can imprison you with magic. No one knows how powerful you are, even us, but there's always a way to contain something. Roane fears that Lucan is with the Mori, that he is studying their ways to find a way to take the thread from you."
"Who are the Mori?"