“We will wait,” I say it and Adam repeats it in my mind. There’s no way in hell that I’m leaving her in a place where vampires are just rummaging around.
“Alright. Why don’t you go and sit over there so I can concentrate and get done quicker.”
I do as my witch says, sitting at the same desk I made her hide behind before.
“What is this place, anyway?” I ask Adam.
“A distillery. They make beer.”
I whistle. This is a lot of ale. I’m not a huge fan of the drink, but in my previous cycles, I wasn’t as picky about what I ate or drank. The modern mortal selection is far better, I must say.
“I felt the way you were looking at my mate earlier, just so you know.”
“Fuck, man. I just found out some vampire gave my family the spell book for you to possess my body for some stupid vampire politics, and this is what you want to talk about?”
“Yes, this is what I want to talk about. That vampire is dead and your family is worthless.”
“How empathetic of you.”
“I don’t know what that means. But I do know you like my mate,” I say, trying to not be scolding. I want him to admit that I’m right and to figure out where we go from here.
Scarlett’s advice to use him rings around my head, and that’s absolutely my plan. Use him to get closer to Iris and then…well…shove him deep deep down.
“She is beautiful, okay, and no one has been this kind to me for a long time. We’re stuck together forever, so isn’t it kind of important that I like your mate?” The way he says mate, as if it isn’t a true bond, makes me want to punish him in some way, but I ignore it.
“Yes. But one thing you must always remember, Adam? She’s mine and I do not share. We might be forced to share this life together, but Iris is mine and mine alone.”
“Says the guy who took my fucking body,” he complains.
“Always so annoying,” I groan.
“Did you just call me annoying?” Iris says, coming to stand before me.
“Of course not. Are you already done?”
“Almost,” she says, waving her wand to clean our clothes of any signs of blood. Humans get freaked out when they see blood dripping from your hands. Kind of weak. “Should we head to Adam’s?”
“Lead the way, asshole,” I whisper the last word so that Iris can’t hear me.
“Wouldn’t it be easier to give Adam control to take us to his home?” Iris suggests and I shake my head.
“We were just in a skirmish with vampires.”
“But the sun hasn’t set yet,” Iris states as we get outside and she waves at the beating sun; I swear it’s gotten hotter on the mortal lands since I’ve been here.
“Sure, but apparently those slippery human-draining killers learned how to walk in the sun.”
Iris gives me wide eyes as a smile takes over her face and she laughs. I made my mate laugh with a joke.
“Alright, fine. But we’re going to have a deeper talk about you and Adam sharing time with the body.”
“Fine,” I say, my stomach grumbling as we walk. I give Adam just enough control over the body so that we look completely human as we easily blend into the upcoming nightlife.
Delicious scents waft from the street, and I groan. “Can we eat first?”
Iris takes pity on me and we enter a cozy little place and I realize immediately what this is. I saw it plenty of times in the films and shows Scarlett has forced me to watch. The lady at the front of the restaurant leads us to our table. I try to hide my smile with my hand, but Iris, of course, notices.
“And what are you smiling about?”