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She waves off my suggestions. “No. You and your boys have fun. Besides, I’m more of a raunchy comedy movie kind of gal.”
Huh. I wouldn’t have expected that.
“Are you sure you don’t want to come tonight? I could lend you Sebastian.”
Elara raises a blond brow at me. “Who’s doing the favor for who there?”
“We could whip up a potion that steals his voice. At least then you wouldn’t have to listen to him snark all night.”
“Oooh, how very Ursula in The Little Mermaid of you. I like it.”
“Trust me, everyone would be better off if the royal pain lost his ability to speak.”
“Who needs a voice when you’re that nice to look at?” Elara chuckles, managing to find the good even in someone like Sebastian.
“Don’t let him hear you say that,” I warn. “He already thinks the sun shines out of that tightly puckered arse of his.”
Rune snorts. “As someone who has seen that tightly puckered ass more times than I can count, I can confirm that it does not.”
“Spend a lot of time with Sebastian naked, do you?” As soon as the question leaves my mouth, I realize how stupid it sounds.
Sebastian is Rune’s sire. Finn and Rune have tried explaining the sire-bond relationship to me before, but I didn’t realize how deep it went.
They run a supernatural sex club, for Gaia’s sake. Of course, they’ve seen each other naked.
The real question is: is that as far as things have gotten between them? Have Rune and his sire explored other aspects of their relationship? Has Finn ever joined the fun?
Have they fucked and shared the same girl? Have they explored the physical aspect of their relationship on their own?
No. I doubt it.
If they had, this whole four-way unity bond would be going a lot smoother.
“Have a good time tonight, you two.” Elara says before Rune answers. She waves goodbye and disappears behind the curtain that hides the staircase, heading back upstairs to finish redecorating.
A gust of warm wind blows past Rune as he opens the front door with a soft jingle. While he holds it for me, I duck under his arm and step out into the fading sunlight.
Spreading my arms to soak in the last of the warm rays, I realize I’ve been cooped up inside too much lately.
“What were you thinkin’ about back there?” Rune asks, stepping out onto the front step with me, crowding into my space like he isn’t aware of how big he is—like a Great Dane who thinks he’s a lap dog.
“I’m the newest member of this bond, but I’d swear you were having a steamy little daydream fantasy.” Rune reaches back to close the door behind us.
A sudden gust of wind blows through my hair and at the same time the smell of sulfur makes my nose scrunch.
I lift my gaze to see a black blur descending above me as sharp, curling talons fill my vision.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
RUNE
Ablack mass of frantically flapping wings dive-bombs Josie on the steps of the apothecary, tangling in her waves of ebony and hot pink.
I squint, rushing forward to help. It’s a bird.
A damn big one at that.
Its beak lifts to the air as black wings blend into the darkness of Josephine’s hair. Its talons are stuck and both of them are screeching in panic.
