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I watch him carefully and decide I believe him.
“It sounds like she could go either way, then,” I say. “If she’s sleeping with him, then she likely won’t be any help to us. But if he’s holding her hostage, figuratively speaking, then she might be swayed to help us.”
Volethos’s eyes snap to mine with a surprised look on his face.
“What? Did you think I’d be pissed because your ex-girlfriend showed up?”
“But you are,” he says with a smirk.
“Well, yeah,” I admit.
His smirk turns devilish. “Good.”
I snort out a laugh as warmth settles low in my stomach. I probably shouldn’t like that he likes me jealous. That can’t be healthy. And that same feeling is a little too close to forgiveness, which I’m not ready to admit to. Not yet.
But I feel like we can move forward. Put this behind us. For now.
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
Volethos
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Oddly enough, baring my soul to Shae seems to have cleared some of the tension between us. A very good thing, I think, as I wait for her to come out of the cleansing room.
She’s been in there far longer than I expected her to be.
“Shae?” I rap my knuckles on the door.
“I’m not going,” she calls out.
I chuckle, waiting for her to add some sassy quip. When she doesn’t, I lean into the door. “You don’t have a choice. Come out. Now.”
I can hear her muttering inside.
“Just go without me,” she pleads. “Tell them I’m sick. Or that I died.”
I hit the release, but I’m not surprised when nothing happens. My female has a way with wiring, and she has locked it from inside. Again. My little human is resourceful. “Don’t make me break the door open again,” I warn her.
There’s more muttering. This time I distinctly hear several words that have a creative use of the wordfuckin them. I’m about to start forcing the door open when it slides open on its own, and Shae is standing there. The look on her face is pure malice, but the rest of her…
Pure sin.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Shae snaps with her hands angling at her hips. “I’m not leaving this room wearing this… this…”
For a moment I’m inclined to give in, but only because I don’t want to have to kill every male who looks at her.
“Volethos, you can’t be serious about this.”
The dress is blackhanovinsilk and soft as it is strong. It’s no more than a series of thick straps that crisscross her chest and hips, leaving most of her bare to myvery hungrygaze. Instead of a full skirt falling to the ground, the strips are gathered in the front and back, where they fall to the floor, leaving her legs bare on both sides, all the way to her waist where they crisscross up her torso.
“Come. Let’s go. The sooner the leave, the sooner we can return.” I reach for her hand, but she shakes me off and stumbles back.
“No. I’m serious, I’m not wearing this.”
I follow her, not letting her get far, and pin her to the counter. When her eyes go round with fear, and her hands brace themselves against my chest, prepared to fight me, I ease off her. “Right now, you have two choices,” I warn her. “You can come with me and fulfill our obligation. Or I can fuck you right here, because the only way you’re not leaving this room today is if I’m wedged between your legs.”
Her eyes dart back and forth, and for a moment, I think that she might actually accept my offer to fuck her. But then her eyes narrow.
