pain but trying not to show it.
“Who’s the big bad Lord Alpha now?” I taunted softly.
He snarled at me in return, sparks flying from his eyes. A sharp knock came at the closed door and a muffled voice called through. “My Lord Alpha? Is everything okay?”
I blinked. Oh fuck that was –
“It’s fine, Tom. Go away.” Corrigan’s voice was hoarse but he was obviously not going to be crippled for life. Shame. He watched me, raising his eyebrows. “Do you remember your little wolf boyfriend, kitten? It must be difficult for someone of your proclivity to keep track of everyone you sleep with. Would it hurt you to know that he barely remembers you? He won’t even mention your name and when I ask him – or his fiancée – they both just clam up. You clearly have an interesting effect on those around you.”
So Betsy and Tom were engaged? That was good news; in fact, I almost betrayed myself by smiling at the information that Corrigan had probably hoped would hurt my feelings. I wondered as well whether the geas was still in place and that was why they both clammed up when he interrogated them about me. Interesting…
I lifted up a shoulder and attempted to remain nonchalant. “Pass on my sincerest congratulations to them both. And now, my Lord, I must take my leave.” I glanced over at the windows, which were draped in some kind of opulent golden brocade curtain. “Which floor are we on?”
“It’s the penthouse.” He smiled lazily at me. “Fifteenth floor.”
Aah.
“I don’t suppose you’re well equipped for fire regulations and have a proper outdoor fire escape, do you.”
His smile grew broader. “Unfortunately not.”
He started to walk towards me. Fuck it. I didn’t think I could pull the old knee defense trick again and he was just too strong for me to fight, even with all my blood blazing. What now?
“Well, I hate to break up this little party but it’s time that we were going.” Solus appeared in a wink of purple shimmer from seemingly nowhere at my left and grabbed my arm.
“You prick,” I yelled, without thinking. “What did you do? Get me out of here!”
“With pleasure, my lady.”
And, with that, the air started to blur again and I could feel my stomach yet again churning. I just had the chance to see confusion and bewilderment cross Corrigan’s face – an emotion I imagined he didn’t feel all that often – and then hear his snarled, “Mackenzie!” before Solus and I were slamming back onto to a cold, grey and wet Inverness pavement.
“That WAS fun!” Solus said with a grin, just as I turned around and punched him in the mouth.
Chapter Eight
Solus’ hand immediately raised up to his cheek where my fist had connected and he rubbed it with a look of hurt on his face. I felt a momentary gleam of satisfaction that I’d finally managed to strike the stupid Fae.
“I don’t see why you’re so worked up,” he complained.
“Worked up?” I spat. “Do you have any idea what you just did? How many people you just put in danger because of some moronic stunt that you pulled just to show off? You’re lucky your head is still on, Solus.”
His eyes took on an innocent sheen. “Me? All I wanted was to give you a little demonstration of what could happen if you continued to hide the truth from me. Besides, you weren’t in any danger and neither was anyone else.”
“You fuckwit! He thinks I’m a shifter! If Corrigan puts his brain into gear and thinks for even a moment he’ll work out that I’m not. Humans aren’t allowed to know that shifters even exist. I lived with them for years – what do you think he’ll do to those people who hid me for that length of time? The Lord Alpha of all the freaking shifters on the British Isles is not exactly the soft cuddly forgiving type.”
“Jeez, you’re a bit stressed out, aren’t you? First of all,” he ticked
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