The Reason

At almost midnight, Bosy stared into the apartment from the balcony. None inside could see him. Even Francel hadn’t sensed him.

Francel and Alta Presion were curled up on the couch. Ciel Karhillaz sat in the arm chair, eating ice cream. Wimer Aslix wasn’t in the living room, but it only took a moment to find his aura in their bedroom.

Their? Bosy smiled. Yeah, theirs. He doubted that Wimer Aslix would go back to his and Francel’s room, and hell, even Alta Presion wasn’t using his room anymore.

Only once during the height of the sun at noon had his skin prickled a bit. Bosy was pretty sure the only thing he couldn’t do now was fly. And considering how fast he could run and how high he could jump, not being able to fly hardly mattered.

He took another deep breath. Just being around them was going to endanger them. Not from him, but Jun would not, would not, just let Bosy threaten him like he had.

Bosy tried to convince himself that Jun would see sense, realize that Bosy had no desire at