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“Sleep now, baby,” I said, stroking Emmie’s hair. “Tomorrow is a new day.”
Emmie closed her eyes. She fought sleep, but after we’d been kept in the shed for a day and a half, she was exhausted. It had been a rough couple of days. Nothing about this new normal seemed like it could be real. Shifters, fae, magic? And now danger had been added to the long list of things I’d thought were only in stories.
I heard the front door open, the sound traveling from downstairs through the immaculately decorated house, and my stomach twisted. The twins who’d helped us get out were so identical it was scary, but it hadn’t taken long to be able to tell them apart. The one was kind and gentle, and the other one looked like he had war in his eyes.
Rune was the nice one—he’d showed us to the apartment, leading us to the guest bedroom where I put Emmie to bed now. It had been like a walk down memory lane coming back here.
I walked to the bedroom door, which was the first down the long hallway that led to bedrooms, and looked out over the living room. Wesley appeared at the top of the stairs and moved through his living room like he was on autopilot. He stopped to look out over the city through the tall windows that made up one whole wall. He took a deep breath and let out a heavy sigh. I felt like I was intruding on a personal moment, so I cleared my throat.
When he turned to look at me, his eyes were guarded.
“Danna,” he said, the same as he’d said when he’d seen me first.
“Wesley,” I answered as I had before.
“What are you doing here?”
It was a rhetorical question. He knew we’d been kidnapped, right?
“I guess I should ask you the same.” I glanced around the apartment.
“You were kidnapped,” Wesley said. He jammed his hands into his pockets and clenched his jaw as if he wanted to say more but bit back.
“Yeah,” I said. “I don’t know who they are or why they took us.”
Wesley studied me. A war flickered across his face—he was holding back, he was fighting… but what?
“I’ll see what I can find out,” Wesley said.
“Are you a shifter?” I blurted out.
Emmie had already figured that part out, hadn’t she? And Wesley had been open with her about it. She was like him. He was like her.
Wesley only studied me, completely composed and self-assured. That was what had drawn me to him the first time I’d seen him. He hadn’t used a lot of words, but the words he’d used had been chosen well. Wesley didn’t look like a guy who screwed around. He got to the point.
I shivered when I thought about whatthe pointwas years ago, when we’d shared that night together. My body tightened in all the right places just thinking about it.
Seeing Wesley now… but he wasn’t the same guy I’d met back then, was he? Would I still have slept with him if I’d known the truth about who he was?
“Yeah,” he said.
“A dragon?” I asked.
Circe had told me a bit about the shifter world, and since then, I’d been asking more. She was hesitant to tell me all of it, but she couldn’t hide it from me now that my daughter apparently was one.
“Yeah,” Wesley said again.
“Emmie will be one, too,” I said softly. “I mean… you know she’s yours.”
“I know.”
I frowned and glanced up at him. How did he know? Had he guessed?
“What will happen to her?” I asked. “She’s already showing signs of magic. Or… I mean… I don’t really know how any of this works.”
“You’re from Portland,” Wesley said without answering me.
“Have you been keeping tabs on me?” How had he known where I’d been all this time?
