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Gabriel stumbles back and stills, then he slowly looks to me, his expression unreadable. “That is impossible.”
“Scent her, and you will know I tell the truth,” Zane snarls, his teeth bared and hands balled into fists at his sides.
I have no idea what that means, but the idea of anyone smelling me right now makes my nose wrinkle. “Look, I’m tired, sweaty, and covered in blood. I’m going to shower and get cleaned up. Can I trust the two of you not to kill each other while I’m gone?”
Glaring between the two posturing males, I spin on my heel and push through the crowd that gathered to watch the drama, and then I storm to my room.
Chapter Ten
My frustration stays with me all through my shower as I scrub the blood from my body. Usually a hot shower helps me wash away my bad moods, but today it’s not helping. I can’t really put my finger on exactly why I feel so irritated by what happened though.
I hate that Gabriel put his hands on Zane, and even thinking about it now ignites rage within me. The idea of Gabriel being hurt also stirs up complicated feelings inside me. I hardly know him, and other than a few conversations in hallways and therapy, I’ve not even spoken to him much. Why would he care if Zane bit me? According to what I’ve learned, although it doesn’t happen often, biting between vampires, especially a couple, isn’t all that unusual.
Getting out of here should be my main priority, not getting involved in feuds between prisoners, no matter how cute they are.
With those words playing in my mind, I hold my head high, determined to get through today and tomorrow without any setbacks. I have no idea where Zane is, but I have to meet with Jack to get ready for my assessment tomorrow. If my mate decides to turn up, then great, if not, I’m not going to wait for him. Agitation is making me grumpy, and I blame it on the hormone thing Zane was talking about. Quickly throwing on a clean pair of loose trousers and a grey T-shirt, I braid my golden hair back to keep it from my face.
Without looking in the mirror to check how I look, I hurry from my room and almost bump into a startled-looking female with short, stubby antlers protruding from her forehead. She reminds me of Bambi in human form.
“Sorry!” I call out as I squeeze past her, smiling as I wave at her.
Her hand rises automatically, as if to wave in response, but she quickly frowns down at it, and then looks back up at me with confusion. With no time to stop for conversation, I continue through the unit and out into the stairwell. Thankfully both Zane and Gabriel have gone, as has the crowd from before.
I’m so relieved that I almost miss the scorch mark on the stairs. Surprised, I stumble to a stop and glance at the large circular mark seemingly burnt into the stone floor. It’s strange, and it almost looks like… like the circle of shadows that surrounded Gabriel and Zane. Did they do this? If Gabriel is capable of something so destructive, then I need to be careful around him. Zane did warn me, so maybe I should listen to him after all.
I don’t have time for this. Hopping over the mark, I hurry downstairs, taking them two at a time. When I reach the bottom, I follow my instincts.
My thoughts quickly die when I see who’s waiting for me outside of an official looking door. Zane leans against the wall with his arms crossed, looking as though he has all the time in the world, and we weren’t fucking in a cupboard less than thirty minutes ago. Where the hell did he get showered and changed in such a short time?
He looks impeccable in a fresh white button-down shirt, the top two buttons undone, and a pair of ripped jeans. The only sign that he showered recently is his slicked back, damp hair.
Our gazes lock, and time seems to freeze for a moment. His eyes scan me from head to toe, both checking me out and looking for any signs that I’ve been harmed. Is that what it’s going to be like with him from now on? Constantly overprotective? Not that I can really complain as I find myself doing the same thing.
Time returns to normal, and I’m in front of him. We aren’t touching, but I’m so close I can feel the heat radiating from his body. I guess the legends about our bodies being cold were wrong.
Neither of us says anything, thanks the built-in feelings in the back of our minds. If anything happens to him, I’ll know, and right now, I can feel that he’s relieved to be back in my presence.
When he gestures for me to enter the room behind him, I examine the door, the frosted glass showing the silhouette of someone on the other side. It doesn’t take a genius to work out it will be Officer Hart, especially with the small golden plaque attached to the door.
Interview Room. Official Use Only.
Pushing the door open, I smile as I see Jack sitting at a long wooden table. My heart lifts and my cheeks ache for the width of my grin.
“Officer Hart,” I greet with a cheeky wink as he gets to his feet, returning my smile and taking my hand in his. He kisses the back of my hand, my skin tingling from the contact.
I am never washing this hand again.
“Emmy, I heard there was an incident.” He’s frowning now, looking me up and down for injuries. “I don’t know the details of what happened, only that you were involved. Are you okay? Did anyone hurt you?”
Fantastic, someone must have reported the confrontation between Zane and Gabriel in the stairwell. News travels quickly here. I wasn’t directly involved, so I’m hoping that doesn’t get me in trouble before my assessment. I can’t imagine that it will go down well with Jack that the fight was because Zane had bitten me, so I’m going to keep my mouth shut and avoid those questions.
Taking a deep breath, I smile and nod. “Yes, I’m fine, thank you. Sorry I’m late.”
“Don’t worry.” He waves off my apology with a flick of his hand, and something that looks a little like embarrassment crosses his face, but I have to be mistaken, as I can’t think why he would feel that way.
“I’ve been unable to get you out of my thoughts recently.”
Oh. That’s why he was embarrassed. He seems to have so much surety and confidence about him that I never imagined he could react like this. I guess I was wrong, but his words make me feel all warm and gooey inside.
