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“I hate to ask but…” He touched his neck as if he was missing something there. “I need to go back to the cabin.”
“That doesn’t sound like you’re asking.”
He shook his head. “That’s because I’m not.”
“Then, you don’t hate to ask it if you’re not asking, right?”
“Clever wolf,” he teased while resting his chin on my shoulder. “Nothing gets past you, does it?”
I shrugged. “Most things don’t.”
“Will you come with me?”
“You’re asking me to go with you?”
He chuckled. “I guess you’re right. Most things don’t get past you.”
“Hey, that’s not nice.”
He kissed my cheek. “Will you please accompany me to pick up some more of my things?”
“Sasha is going to have a fit if she sees us leaving again.”
“We do need to investigate the fortress and she doesn’t have to know we stopped in the mountains on the way.”
I huffed. “No, but she’ll figure it out one way or another.”
He frowned at my reflection—but I didn’t get the impression he was upset with me. Rather, it was something inside his head. “Rose?”
“Yes, Matty?”
“How did he know the nicknames I used for you?”
Worry forced my eyebrows to crunch up. It was a good question—and one I didn’t really want to think about.
Because it gave me the creeps. “That’s a good question. I suppose we’ll have a lot of good questions while we look into this.”
“He has eyes everywhere.” He looked around. “Do you think there’s someone in the inn? Someone who reports to him?”
I shook my head. “We would have found them by now.”
“Surely you have vampires working for you.”
“We do, but they run the nighttime stuff—customer service, front desk, cleaning.”
His jaw tightened. “What if they’re watching you? Tipping off the clan?”
“It’s not possible, Matty,” I said while turning around. But I didn’t feel convinced. “We have so many procedures in place, so many vetting routines. We go through them every month or so.”
“Not everyone is honorable.”
I sighed. “No, that’s true. But this is different. Our employees have to go before the Council and get sworn into a binding fae contract.”
“You swear?”
I laughed at the phrasing. “Yes, Matty. I swear.”
“I just don’t feel good about this, Rose. None of it. He knew the nicknames I call you in private.”
