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“You’re not coming.” Drakos stepped into Iryna. “What you said in Greece, about us spending time together? I’m doing that.”
“That’s before someone was air-lifted in a helicopter!” Iryna hissed back.
“Jason and alcohol don’t mix. You know this.”
There was a strangled noise and a swift hiss. I turned, but whatever had passed between them was gone. Dammit, I missed it. Did they hold suspicion about Jason’s cause of death? I swallowed past the lump in my throat. I was being paranoid. The incident was chalked up to alcohol; I had to believe they thought that.
“Talia, go climb in the red convertible,” Drakos ordered, still without looking at me.
Heart skipping a beat, I obeyed. A silent battle of wills persisted for a moment longer before Iryna uttered a shriek of frustration and walked away. Drakos dipped his head, taking a moment to breathe deeply. I wanted to feel bad for him, but the elation I felt at driving a wedge between the siblings was much needed after the events of last night.
Chapter 29 – Constantine
Jealousy. That wasthe only explanation I could think of for my sister’s behavior. Iryna was overly protective, as was I. But this streak of blind obstinance was out of character for her. She needed to trust my judgement. I’d not told Adrian or my sister that Talia had spiked a drink with the substance from her necklace, but it appears they suspected as much anyway. It angered me that they didn’t trust me. Any sudden action could upset the balance of the game I was playing. For instance, Talia didn’t know Jason was alive. I planned to drop that bomb at the perfect moment, and Iryna had nearly ruined it with her outburst.
I’ll make up with her when we get back. Fighting with my sister was a rare occurrence, and a heavy vise gripped my chest. It made it hard to fully let myself enjoy the lithe body in my peripheral.
I drove the car down the winding roads at a breakneck speed. The pacific coast was probably the best drive in the whole damn country, so much so that I could never tire of this two-lane stretch. But the impending conversation with my wife was taunting the back of my mind. As I approached the turn off, I still didn’t know what exactly I was going to say. I would have to go with my gut.
The car slid into the empty overlook. Gravel crunched under the tires as I braked hard. Talia gasped and let out a nervous laugh. I turned, drinking in the sight of her. Lust flared in my veins, and I found myself unable to take my eyes off her.Can I really save her?I pursed my lips. In this moment, anything seemed possible. Reality was far away. Here, we were just two newlyweds.
Who weren’t in love.
“You mustn’t be too hard on your sister,” Talia murmured, pulling her shades down her nose as she faced me. “She loves you very much.”
Her words struck a note, warmth filling my chest. “I’m glad you see it that way; that you’re not insulted.”
Talia shrugged. “She has every reason to mistrust me. I’m the daughter of the devil. Our families have been at war as long as I can remember—which would make you a very young combatant.”
“I was.” The direction this conversation was taking felt like thin ice.
“You were what, eight? Ten years older than me?”
“Something like that,” I answered, causing her to smile.
“What started the feud, in your opinion?”
