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Chapter Ten
Why was it that men walked out of quickies like some sort of victory lap, but women felt like we hadwhoretattooed across our foreheads?
Troy had already headed downstairs after dressing. He hadn’t said a lot, had regained a little of that distance he’d had before. I chalked that up to the awkwardness of the moment.
Besides, I had needed a moment to get myself ready. I’d cleaned up as best I could, using a tiny bit of the water Kase had left for me. No one wanted to walk while still sticky…
Still, as I went down the stairs, as all four sets of eyes swung toward me, I felt like each of them could see what I’d done.
They’ve all seen you naked. They’ve all been inside you. There isn’t much mystery.
My cheeks burned as I tucked my hair behind my ear and tried to look as if I didn’t care.
Men could screw everything that walked. Why not me?
No one spoke at first, and I had a moment of thinking everyone would pretend nothing happened. We didn’t need to address anything, right?
“So what did you think of a knot, shadow-girl? Always wanted to try it myself, but I’m achicken.” Hunter paired the words with a grin so wide, he looked like some sort of jester.
So much for pretending…
Troy twisted and let out a low snarl, to which Hunter raised his hands. “Just curious.”
Hunter didn’t look all the worried—or sorry—but the comment broke the tension in the room.
Grant chuckled beneath his breath before shaking his head. “Okay, so, we’re all alive. That’s good. Kase filled us in on what happened.”
Hunter snorted, no doubt in reference tofilled in,but had the good sense not to actually say anything. Troy might usually have pretty good control over his wolf, but he’d still hit Hunter if he went too far.
“Kase said Styx was only a few miles away,” I said.
Hunter nodded. “We’ll be there in just a couple hours. I scouted ahead, and we should be fine.”
I felt the need to point out he’d thought that before and look what had happened, but I let it go. No need to pour salt in the wounds, and we’d all survived.
“Styx surrounds the dead zone and the Court. We’ll get some rooms near the inner edge, then head to the bridge after some sleep. I’m not sure what we’ll face, so we should be rested up and ready for anything.”
“Did you hear about my blood?” I asked.
Grant froze at that, his expression darkening. “Yeah. I also head about your little turning incorporeal trick.”
“And?”
“And nothing.”
The words were a lie. It was loud and clear that he had come up withsomething.
“Tell me, Grant. I deserve to know.”
He tucked his hands into his pockets. “I don’t know anything for sure, and I don’t like making wild guesses.”
“But you think you know?”
He cut his gaze away without answering at first. The set of his lips said I wasn’t swaying him. “I have a guess, but it isn’t possible. Look, we can deal more with this after we getoutof hell. Don’t we have more pressing issues?”
I wanted to argue with him, but somehow his unwillingness to tell me what he thought cut. It was like Kase and the coven all over again. More secrets.
I told myself he didn’t know shit. He’d tested my blood and hadn’t come up with a single thing, so the odds that he knew anythingnowwere next to nil.
