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“I need to get back to my grumpy man and make sure he knows I haven’t vanished on him.” She chuckled. “I do that often. After appeasing him,” her brows waggled, “I’ll be back here around seven.”
For fuck’s sake. I also had no desire to hear about my grandmother’s sex life.
Cillian laughed beside me as I groaned and waved a goodbye to my mom and aunt. I led him back down the hallway and to the stairs that went to the second floor where my room was.
He leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “You’re adorable when you’re embarrassed.” His fingers brushed my cheek. “You get this blush that I want to see more often.”
There were plenty of ways I could tell him how to make that “blush” appear more often, but that probably wasn’t the best topic of conversation under the same roof as my father, who already wasn’t happy with my life choices.
As we went up the steps to the second floor, I saw Cillian turn back. “What do those other stairs go to?”
“The pack library,” I answered. “We can check that out if you’d like.”
“I think I’ve spent enough time in one library over the past month to last me a lifetime,” he muttered.
“And to think the book was never even there.” I stopped, and he bumped into my back. “We never did ask Beatrix about the siphoning spell you asked her to work on.”
He nodded and placed his hand on the small of my back. “I know. I’m not sure we actually need it now, but if she’s willing to hand the potion over, then I’ll gladly take it.”
My head swiveled to look up at him. “What do you mean?”
“My grandmother had made me believe that there were larger forces at play this whole time,” he said. “In reality, it was the two of them stealing power from other dragons and twisting that power into something they never should have had access to themselves. I don’t need a spell to rip Knox’s head from his neck.”
I wanted to ask what his plans for Estelle were, but I knew that if it was Beatrix who had betrayed us, I wouldn’t know what I’d be willing to do until I was forced. I’d have to decide in the moment.
For now, Cillian didn’t need those kinds of thoughts circling inside his head.
ChapterTwenty-One
CILLIAN
Walking into Dawsyn’s room, in a house that she shared with her parents and whoever else in the pack might sleep there, wasn’t at all the same as bringing her into my home. Not that there was anything wrong with her still living with her parents—I’d gathered that was typical for a wolf pack—but still. I wasn’t going to be touching her. Not when I already knew her father was pissed off about…everything.
“You’ve got to be shitting me?” she groaned.
I shook my head as I adjusted my pillow. “Not even a little bit.”
“It’s not like I’m going to seduce you. We’re only going to get a few hours rest.”
My brow raised. “You say that now. Just be thankful that I’m sleeping on the mattress.”
“You mean on the comforter with all of your clothes still on,” she grumbled.
Dawsyn was tucked in under the navy-blue blanket, and I was content right on top, with a foot of space between us.
“If your parents walk in—” I started to say, but she cut off.
“I’m a grown-ass woman. They know I’ve had sex.” Her huff of annoyance was everything, even if the topic of conversation wasn’t one I wanted to partake in. Hearing about her past sexual partners was something I never needed to know about. Not unless she wanted them dead.
“Go to sleep, Dawsyn.”
She made a grunting noise, then rolled onto her side, back to me. “You’re…not fun.”
That might have been the case, but she’d just proved my point. If I’d have gotten ready for bed like I normally did, we wouldn’t have gotten any sleep.
Not that I needed it.
I’d had a few hours back in the cave and that was more than I’d had in one go since Dawsyn had been taken.
