Chapter 6: Accomplice
"You're doing no such thing, young man!" Kingston exclaimed.
Ahara and Damien snapped their heads to face him, both glaring daggers at Kingston. He raised his hands in defense, "I'm just saying, he's still underage and weak."
"Underage and weak for what?" Damien asked, turning his attention back to his sister. "Where are you guys planning to go tonight?"
Ahara rubbed her temples, a heavy sigh leaving her lungs as she tried to think of a viable solution to this mess. She knew Damien had heard her talk about the gem, she had been too loud about it.
"Ahara?" Kingston stood next to her, holding her shoulders as if to assist her standing.
"I'm fine," she shrugged his hands off her, annoyed with him for not sending her some sort of signal. He could have used his aura damnit. That would have made her shut up in an instant since it was so suffocating.
"Don't disturb her whilst she's thinking."
"Damien!" Ahara hissed at her brother, making his body stiffen. "Kingston is way older than you, show him some respect."
"Sorry," Damien apologized in a low voice, his heart clenching inside his chest. Ahara rarely got mad at him, and even when she did, it was never because of someone else.
'She's hiding something,' Damien thought to himself, glancing at Kingston. To Damien's satisfaction, he had let go of his sister, and most importantly, he didn't try to provoke him. Instead, he seemed to recoil into himself, giving the siblings a chance to talk.
"So...are you gonna tell me what's going on or you'll just tell me you're fine and walk away like you've been doing since last night?" Damien questioned, his voice low so the passersby wouldn't eve's drop.