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“I’ve always been this cocky. It’s just that, being in the Common Realm, around all those miserable people who despised me, it cast a self-conscious spell over my ego.”
“Were you that miserable?”
“Yes. But I would’ve been a lot worse if you weren’t there.” He pats my back. “And don’t pretend like you weren’t miserable there, either. I know you hated that realm, but you’d never admit it because you associated all the other realms with paranormals, which you despise.”
“Despised,” I correct. “I don’t despise all of them anymore.”
He pulls back. “Yeah?”
A bit of guilt stirs restlessly inside me as I comb my fingers through my damp strands, trying to decipher my true feelings. “This place … some of the werewolves here … they’re not so bad. And then of course, there’s you. Despite your overly large ego, I like you here, too.”
“Obviously, you do. Who doesn’t?” He winks at me, but then puts on a straight face. “All jokes aside, I’m glad you like it here. I was really worried you wouldn’t, especially having to live in a kingdom full of werewolves.”
“I just hope Jules can find the werewolves who attacked me.” I stare at my reflection in the mirror.
After the attack, I lost a lot of weight. So much my face had sunken in. About six months after hardly eating, Legend gave me an intervention. I could eat and start working on healing myself, or he was going to hospitalize me. I wasn’t certain he had the power to do so, but the fact that he would try, that someone cared about me that much, was enough for me to pull myself out of my depression.
He catches my gaze in the mirror. “I can assure you that Jules will find the wolves who did that to you. He’ll rip this entire kingdom apart if he has to.”
My eyes bulge. “Do you think he’ll … kill them when he finds them?”
“I’m not sure,” he answers reluctantly. “Every kingdom has different laws for these types of situations. Most is banishment to the Common Realm, but considering how Jules feels about you, I don’t know if his cousin is going to be walking away from this.”
I twist to face him. “You think Jules will kill him because I’m his alterum dimidium animae? That being his soulmate and his wolf’s is enough to drive him to become a killer?”
Legend’s brows rise to his hairline. “So, you found out what that meant?”
I prop my hip against the edge of the counter and cross my arms. “Liberty told me. And I didn’t freak out like everyone seemed to think I would.”
“That’s interesting.”
“What does that mean?”
He shrugs. “It means it’s interesting.”
“Legend …” I warn. “No more secrets. And while we’re at it, why don’t you tell me why they call you Legend?”
He immediately shakes his head. “That story, I’m taking to the grave.”
“You’re already dead.”
“Yep, which means I’ll never go to the grave, which means I’ll never tell anyone that story.”
“But other creatures know,” I gripe. “And you know stuff about me. In fact, you probably know more about me than even I know about myself.”
“Perhaps,” he agrees. When I glare at him, he surrenders with a sigh, hoisting his butt onto the counter. “Fine, you want to know why I think it’s interesting that you didn’t freak out about you being Jules’ alterum dimidium animae?”
I plant my ass on the counter beside him, letting my legs dangle over the edge. “Yes, and I want to hear your story, too.”
He gives a growl that doesn’t even faze me.
“I think, despite the fact that it hasn’t been declared yet, that Jules isyouralterum dimidium animae.”
“Why would you think that? My eyes haven’t glowed violet yet.” The look on his face makes me pause. “Have they?”
“I don’t want to freak you out, but”—he traps my hand between his—“that day, while you were … being attacked, as I was jumping down from the roof to save you, your eyes briefly tinted violet for a vampire step of a second.”
The roaring thud of my heartbeat fills my mind. “But I wasn’t around Jules … so … so wouldn’t that mean that someone nearby …?” Vomit presses at the back of my throat. “Wouldn’t it mean someone there was my …?”
