80. Goddess

Airk’s pov

Stupid Argo.

Why would he say all these to me the night before the ritual?

Maybe I just shouldn’t do it. I mean, it wouldn’t work anyway. Why would the Moon Goddess help me now, since she’s ruined everything for me so far?

I sat in our room, waiting for Brax to return. Why would he have told Argo about the biting? He must have really hated it, but he kept saying he didn’t. But why else mention it?

Nothing seemed to work to calm me down—not a shower, not a run—and I just waited for Brax to come back. Maybe his being near me would work.

The door of our room opened, and I blurted out, “you told Argo.”

“Told him what?” Brax said surprised.

“That I bit you.”

Brax growled, “the bastard acted like he already knew.”

“Why would you tell him?” I asked, feeling mortified.

Brax sighed, “because you won’t talk about it with me. You were moving ahead, and since that happened, you’ve been closed off and unwilling to talk to me about anything deep.”

“That’s not true.” I countere