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I chuckled. “Believe me, Kali. I’d know. All I’d be able to think about is sleeping with you.”
“I don’t think that’s any different from how you act now.” She was still tense, but her voice held a note of teasing. She must have believed my words, and knowing there was no immediate threat must have put her more at ease.
“It’s different,” I informed her. “And when it happens, I’ll tell you. Then you can lock yourself away from me if you want.”
“Promise?”
I sighed. “Yes.”
I just needed to keep Amaros from finding out. He wanted me to mate more than almost anything, and if he found out I’d missed the window, he would be pissed.
She nodded, seemingly appeased as she backed away from me and went to the dresser. My gaze dropped to her bare ass, and my cock jerked like I hadn’t just come. She pulled out one of my shirts and then opened another drawer and dug through it until she found a pair of panties. I noticed something else fell out of the drawer, landing silently on the floor.
Kali didn’t notice, and she muttered something about a shower before crossing the room. She closed the bathroom door behind her, and my stare stayed on the paper that she’d accidentally dropped.
I shouldn’t look at it since it was something she clearly didn’t want to share with me. I held out for a minute before I moved to pick it up.
Chapter 25
Zan
The shower turned on, and I hesitated for only a second before bending down and grabbing it. The paper was slightly yellow from age, and I carefully opened it after glancing at the bathroom door.
I had no doubt that she was going to be pissed about me reading whatever this was. But after she’d left a note for the Clovers to find, I wasn’t taking any chances.
Backing up, I sat on the edge of the bed and started reading. It wasn’t very long, but my eyes were stuck on the sentence that had my memory stirring. My heart raced, and I quickly read the rest, realizing that it was a note from her mother. My stomach knotted as I read it for a second time. And then a third time.
It meant nothing. I muttered a curse under my breath. If that was the truth, then why was this one damn sentence haunting me? My gaze went back to the familiar words, and I read it again.
…one cannot survive without the other.
Her mother didn’t even sign her name on the note. I jumped back to my feet and began pacing the room as I read the words again. The last time someone said that to me was years ago. When the twins and I found that woman locked in our father’s basement. Her words drifted through my head again, making the back of my neck prickle.
The balance cannot be disturbed. One cannot survive without the other.
Ramblings of a woman who knew she was going to die. At least that was what I believed. But now this? And Kali’s friend Asami bringing up nature’s balance. I didn’t fucking like it. I didn’t believe in coincidences. But I also didn’t believe in things like fate.
My mind raced as I scrubbed a hand down over my jaw. How old was I when we met that woman? The night we saved her baby. I racked my brain, going over my childhood years in my head. Keeping track of dates when I was a kid wasn’t exactly easy. We didn’t have calendars or clocks. If our nanny didn’t tell us the day, then we didn’t know it.
What year did that happen? I was six, maybe? Or eight. Shit, I couldn’t remember.
“Not fucking possible,” I mumbled.
There was no way Kali was the baby. The word choices had to be a fucking coincidence. I moved to put the note back in the dresser drawer, but then the bathroom door swung open. I froze, wondering how I hadn’t heard the water shut off. Her legs were still wet, and all she was wearing was the shirt she’d taken into the bathroom with her. But her hair was in a bun and still dry, which meant she hadn’t washed it. I figured I had more time before she got out.
Her gaze dropped to my hand, and shock crossed her face before her fury quickly took over.
“That’s mine,” she hissed. “Going through my things?”
“It fell out when you were grabbing your clothes.”
“But you still read it, didn’t you?”
I arched an eyebrow. “Were you hiding it from me?”
“No,” she bit out. “But it’s personal. It’s the only thing from my mother I have left.”
My chest suddenly felt tight, and I realized I needed to fucking know. Taking a deep breath, I strode across the room and handed her the note.
