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left you. It’s only a matter of time before he catches him.” A pause, then, “He actually wants him, too.”
I growled quietly under my breath at hearing him state that so factually. “Sin can take care of himself now, and you all goddamn know that.” I started backing away. “We’re done here, Jasper. In the future, don’t bother with the empty threats or I will blow your goddamn head off, no matter the fact I like you.”
His teeth flashed again. “The day you try that, Caro, is the day I’ll blow your goddamn head off, no matter the fact I like you, too.”
“Goodbye, Jasper,” I muttered.
He winked. “Goodbye, Caro.” His eyes flashed bright gold.
Jasper disappeared, returning to the asshole I would never again let rule my life.
Gritting my teeth in aggravation and fury, I stopped. I holstered my weapons and glanced about, suddenly feeling like I was being watched. Scrubbing my face and seeing no one close by, I moved to turn the corner…and almost tripped over Tristan lying on the snow, his white fur blending with it perfectly, his black stripes hidden in the shadows. Only his blue eyes glinted in the moonlight; even his diamond collar was muted in the shadows.
Barely catching myself from tumbling on my ass, I braced my hand on the side of the building. “You were watching the whole time, huh?”
Tristan stood, shaking the snow from his fur, then he yawned wide in my direction.
“Yeah, I thought it was a boring attempt, too,” I mumbled, scratching his soft furry head. “Let’s go inside. I can’t stand all this slippery shit under my feet.” I held onto Tristan’s collar as we made our way carefully through the snow then even more carefully past the idiot drinkers wanting to pet him.
No one gave me a second glance as I sat down at the table with Tristan by my side.
Except for Leric.
He was resting casually on his chair, sipping from a tall glass of vodka—straight from the looks of it. “I see you found my Tristan.”
I grabbed a roll from the middle of the table, my plate having been taken. “Actually, he found me.”
Leric sipped from his drink again, his silver eyes skimming my face over the edge of his crystal glass. “You look a bit winded. Did you go outside?”
I tossed a small piece of bread into my mouth. “I did for a few minutes.” I waved a hand at my hair, which felt messed up. “There’s a breeze out there.”
King Collins’s head tilted in my direction. “I thought you had a phone call at the front desk?”
I nodded once. “I did say that, but I did step outside for a moment.” I popped another sliver of bread into my mouth. “The air’s nice and crisp tonight, and with the moon shining, it’s very picturesque. You should take a walk and enjoy the evening after this.”
“I just might.” He patted one of my hands. “And I’m glad to see you’re in a better mood.” I barely kept from laughing. My spirits were lifted from drawing weapons on someone and having them drawn on me in return, a bit of ‘sadistic normalcy’ returned to my life. He leaned down, his eyes scanning my face before he whispered, “Was that Sin on the phone?”
“Mm.” I munched on a larger portion of bread. “I’d rather not talk about it.” I patted his own hand softly, keeping my face down. “You understand, of course?”
“Of course,” he stated, squeezing my hand before peering to King Zeller.
They resumed their conversation.
Only just withholding my eye-roll at how easily King Collins fell for pitying me, I tore off a large chunk of the roll and bent, feeding Tristan. But I froze with Tristan eating carefully from my palm, my eyes unmoving on Leric across the table…who had my damn envelope in his hands, reading the content of the letter with one eyebrow raised. My eyes narrowed as I straightened, realizing he had used his powers to steal from me.
Leric tapped the letter back into the envelope, not even bothering to speak quietly. His silver eyes
I growled quietly under my breath at hearing him state that so factually. “Sin can take care of himself now, and you all goddamn know that.” I started backing away. “We’re done here, Jasper. In the future, don’t bother with the empty threats or I will blow your goddamn head off, no matter the fact I like you.”
His teeth flashed again. “The day you try that, Caro, is the day I’ll blow your goddamn head off, no matter the fact I like you, too.”
“Goodbye, Jasper,” I muttered.
He winked. “Goodbye, Caro.” His eyes flashed bright gold.
Jasper disappeared, returning to the asshole I would never again let rule my life.
Gritting my teeth in aggravation and fury, I stopped. I holstered my weapons and glanced about, suddenly feeling like I was being watched. Scrubbing my face and seeing no one close by, I moved to turn the corner…and almost tripped over Tristan lying on the snow, his white fur blending with it perfectly, his black stripes hidden in the shadows. Only his blue eyes glinted in the moonlight; even his diamond collar was muted in the shadows.
Barely catching myself from tumbling on my ass, I braced my hand on the side of the building. “You were watching the whole time, huh?”
Tristan stood, shaking the snow from his fur, then he yawned wide in my direction.
“Yeah, I thought it was a boring attempt, too,” I mumbled, scratching his soft furry head. “Let’s go inside. I can’t stand all this slippery shit under my feet.” I held onto Tristan’s collar as we made our way carefully through the snow then even more carefully past the idiot drinkers wanting to pet him.
No one gave me a second glance as I sat down at the table with Tristan by my side.
Except for Leric.
He was resting casually on his chair, sipping from a tall glass of vodka—straight from the looks of it. “I see you found my Tristan.”
I grabbed a roll from the middle of the table, my plate having been taken. “Actually, he found me.”
Leric sipped from his drink again, his silver eyes skimming my face over the edge of his crystal glass. “You look a bit winded. Did you go outside?”
I tossed a small piece of bread into my mouth. “I did for a few minutes.” I waved a hand at my hair, which felt messed up. “There’s a breeze out there.”
King Collins’s head tilted in my direction. “I thought you had a phone call at the front desk?”
I nodded once. “I did say that, but I did step outside for a moment.” I popped another sliver of bread into my mouth. “The air’s nice and crisp tonight, and with the moon shining, it’s very picturesque. You should take a walk and enjoy the evening after this.”
“I just might.” He patted one of my hands. “And I’m glad to see you’re in a better mood.” I barely kept from laughing. My spirits were lifted from drawing weapons on someone and having them drawn on me in return, a bit of ‘sadistic normalcy’ returned to my life. He leaned down, his eyes scanning my face before he whispered, “Was that Sin on the phone?”
“Mm.” I munched on a larger portion of bread. “I’d rather not talk about it.” I patted his own hand softly, keeping my face down. “You understand, of course?”
“Of course,” he stated, squeezing my hand before peering to King Zeller.
They resumed their conversation.
Only just withholding my eye-roll at how easily King Collins fell for pitying me, I tore off a large chunk of the roll and bent, feeding Tristan. But I froze with Tristan eating carefully from my palm, my eyes unmoving on Leric across the table…who had my damn envelope in his hands, reading the content of the letter with one eyebrow raised. My eyes narrowed as I straightened, realizing he had used his powers to steal from me.
Leric tapped the letter back into the envelope, not even bothering to speak quietly. His silver eyes
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