Chapter 21

Troy

“Your fiancée?” Quinn asked when Caroline left. “Is that what I am?”

“Hm,” I grunted. “That is what humans call it, right?”

“I guess, but…I don’t remember you asking me to marry you.”

I smiled at her and ran my eyes over her calm face. I expected her to break down, but so far she handled everything remarkably well. Better than I thought she would. “To us, the day we mark our mate is our wedding day, and our union our marriage. We do make it legal in the human world too. Do you want to do that?’

“Yes,” she said, her voice filled with venom, “and invite Caroline to the wedding.”

I laughed, turned her around and steered her in the direction of the bathroom. “Do you need any help?”

“You know, I once washed my hair with rainwater I collected in a bucket.” I winced at how matter-of-fact her voice was when she told me. “I think I can manage a shower.”

I lifted her luscious new locks off her shoulders, and ran my fingers through the silky strands. The haircut and manicure was Seba