His gaze went back to Poppy. “Death.”
That’s what I figured. I rubbed at my jaw. “I think the Joining had some unexpected…side effects.”
“You don’t say?”
I snorted.
A moment passed. “Kieran feels different, too. But he doesn’t smell like you. His scent is…warmer. Fresher.”
“Rude,” I murmured.
“You know what I mean,” he replied, and I did. His gaze returned to mine. “Speaking of Kieran…”
Tension crept into my muscles. “What about him?”
“He’s not here.”
I said nothing.
Delano stared at me. A second turned to three and then tripled. “That’s not normal.”
How in the fuck did Delano realize things weren’t so-callednormalwhen the shit went down only an hour or so ago? “He’s got things to do.”
“Is that what you’re going with?”
My fingers began tapping on the arm of the chair. “Yes.”
“Cas—”
“I think you should leave,” I stated. “I don’t want you here when Poppy regains consciousness.”
“She wouldn’t hurt me.” He leaned back, bracing his weight on a hand. “Or is it because you don’t want to talk about Kieran.”
“I don’t know what Poppy will do, but I won’t risk it.”
“And Kieran?”
“I’m not getting into it.”
His eyes narrowed slightly. “So, thereissomething.”
“Delano.” I sighed.
He held up his hands. “Hey, I’m just worried. It’s not often you two are pissed at each other.”
A muscle began ticking in my temple. “Did I say we were mad at each other?”
“It’s obvious. He told us what was going on and then nearly bit Naill’s head off when he walked up and asked.”
My fingers kept tapping. “Do you not have something to do?”
“He’s not here,” he continued as if I hadn’t spoken. “And you’re not asking for one of us to find him.”
Irritation surged. “I’m sure Perry is looking for you.”
His mouth quirked, and an eyebrow rose. “That’s not normal. Something went down.”
“For the gods’ sake, you wolven are worse than my mother and her favorite lady’s maid nosing around in everyone’s business,” I muttered.
