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“Don’t give up.”
“Oraya, when I was your age—”
She releases a tiny growl and hops up, walking away, then turning back and glaring at me. “You know why you’re my favorite sibling?”
I shake my head.
“Because you never treat me like a little girl. Don’t start treating me like one now. I’m not some naive seventeen-year-old. I’m smart.”
“I know you are.”
She tips her chin, looking down at me. “I have more to say, but I’m too mad right now to talk to you without being rude.”
That’s very honest and mature for her to be so in tune with her emotions. And it makes me feel even worse for trying to pull thewhen I was your agecard. Orayaissmart.
I put my hand on my chest. “I’m sorry, Oraya.”
“Apology accepted.” She turns and leaves.
The cave was meant to make me feel better, but after the way I messed up the conversation with Oraya, I’m in an even worse mood. With a heavy sigh, I pull my feet from the pool and head to the room, hoping that Daisy is already asleep by the time I return.
THIRTY-TWO
Pleasure doms & cyclops nightmares
DAISY
It’s the middle of the night when Orcus finally makes his way into bed. Relief washes over me, and I turn to face him. Pain shoots up my leg. I hurt myself trying to keep up with his mother, but the agony was worth it. I scoot as close to him as I can and rest my palm on his cheek. Frustration is etched across his features and my chest clenches at the sight. He’d left dinner with a smile on his face.
“Are you okay?” I whisper, smoothing my thumb over his skin.
“Not in the slightest,” he admits.
“The vampires?” I guess.
He sighs. “That. My father. Oraya.” Orcus reaches and strokes the soft material of the midnight blue nightgown I’d found on the bed when I returned to the room. “This is nice.”
“I found it when I got back. It’s better than being naked.”
“That’s debatable.”
I lift my eyebrows. “What happened with Oraya?”
“I might’ve pissed her off.”
“She’s a teenager. They’re almost always pissed off,” I say.
He laughs. “True, but I said something I shouldn’t have.”
“Did you apologize?”
“I did.” He turns into my touch. “But she’s still upset. We were talking and I tried to tell her something about when I was her age—”
I suck in a sharp breath. “That was a poor decision.”
“I know,” he groans. “But she accepted the apology and I think we’ll be fine tomorrow, it only made my bad mood even worse.”
“Do you want to talk about what happened with your dad?”
