24: Subterfuge

Dmitri stepped in behind me and rested his hands on my hips as I finished pulling my hair up. “We still have a lot to talk about,” I leaned back against his chest, “and I’m still mad at you.”

He kissed the back of my neck, “I can take your anger. Just, please don’t shut me out like that again.” Our eyes met in the mirror’s reflection, the feeling of being whole resonated within me again.

“Don’t ever try to hide anything from me or lie to me again,” I held his gaze in the reflection; “you forget too easily that part of me is a vengeful, vindictive goddess that cursed your whole bloodline for a single slight.”

He hummed a simple, “Hmm,” into my shoulder, but didn’t argue or plead any further.

It’d felt like we’d spent hours locked away in our suite until he’d had his fill, but our Betas were waiting for us in the hall adjoining our suites. Sophie’s cheeks and the tops of Nathan’s ears turned a bright red color as we walk