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"I can… I can never find them once they're gone," I said weakly.
I still didn't understand.
"You have spares?" she asked, backing out and glancing up at me from her knees and poking her head out from under the huge desk. I met her eyes fully now, then panicked again.
But she knew.
She already knew.
"In my bathroom," I whispered. I couldn't carry spares with me. Having those discovered put me at far higher risk than what had just happened.
I wasn't supposed to rub my eyes.
"Tell me where." She got to her feet. "I'll be right back."
"But…"
"Oh my God, Shatter…" She trailed off. "They don't know? Is that why you're upset?"
I stared at her in shock.
I hated lying to her, but I was such a mess that I didn't know what I should say and what I shouldn't. She knew my most dangerous secret already, and she'd barely flinched. She didn't even seem to want not to be my friend anymore…
Roxy sat back down, looking at me in surprise. "Shatter, I don't think you have anything to worry about. They can't keep their eyes away from you when you're around them. I've never seen a pack as obsessed. They’re in love with you."
In…love?
It rang of what Dusk had said earlier. The word that had already turned me into the disaster I was tonight.
"No—they… they know." I didn't know how to process this. I hated the lies between us more than ever.
"Oh." She looked relieved. "That's… that's good, right—if they don't have a problem with it?"
"I…" I winced, still scrambling between this conversation and the tail end of the terror I felt at being found.
"Are you worried about their reputation?" she asked quietly. "Even if that mattered to them, their name is big enough theydon’t need to worry about that sort of thing. You… you know that, right?"
I swallowed, feeling another round of tears coming on.
"First the contacts." She got to her feet. "Tell me where they are."
Once I'd given her the details of where they were, she vanished in a hurry, and I was left in a strange silence. My shoulders were hunched, head ducked down, afraid someone might walk in.
My anxiety was still buzzing.
What had just happened?
Maybe this was all a joke and she'd never come back. Except, I didn't think it was.
I think…CouldI tell her everything now?
I wanted to.
Even about the Lincoln pack. We could find a solution. I still didn't know what to do with that offer, but Roxy was too important to get hurt because of this mess.
She returned ten minutes later and produced my contacts case from her pocket.
I stared at it for a long, stunned second, something stuck in my throat. She'd actually got it?
