#Chapter 22 It Couldn’t Be Jealousy

Caleb I watched Lucas close the door behind him, and I couldn’t help but feel grim satisfaction. He might be running away with his tail between his legs now, but I knew he would be back. It was just a matter of time until he worked the strength back up to face me again. “Well, that was a little more excitement than I was expecting for this evening.” I said. “I’ll have someone come here to clean this up in the morning.” “I want to go to sleep.” I looked behind me at Ruby, stunned by the pained expression on her face. What was wrong? I know Lucas’s attacks had been violent, but Ruby wasn’t the kind of girl to cower when she was afraid. I studied her face, the soft glimmer in her eyes, and I couldn’t stop myself from reaching out to touch her. As I did, she turned away, like she thought the tips of my fingers might burn her. I pulled back, hurt by the interaction. “You must be exhausted.” I said, looking for any emotion or expression which could tell me