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“I told you all I didn’t.”
She looks at me and exhales a long breath. “Like we’d ever believe you.”
Right. Because I’m the monster here.
“What does this have to do with me?”
I lean forward and lower my voice. “Egan is after the witchstones created the night of the Unity Ritual, and we believe he’ll try to gain control over the entire city. I want to know where you stand.”
She laughs. “You want me to choose between you and Egan?”
“Not choose, necessarily. I want to know how you’d lean if it came down to a war.”
Sloane taps her ebony fingernails against the surface of the table. “If what you say is true…”
“It is.”
“If it is, then I will stand for the witches. Egan is a brutal dog who abuses not only his power but the bonds of his pack and his Moon Witches. You are a narcissistic asshole with a god complex, but you don’t torture the Sun Witches.”
“So, the lesser of two evils, then?”
“Only by a small margin.”
To be lumped into the same category as a mutt like Egan is hard to stomach, but I’m in no position to argue and I don’t want to set her off before I get to the next part of our conversation.
After a long moment, Sloane’s gaze meets mine. “All right. I’ve given you my answer. Why are you still sitting here, taking up one of my tables?”
Her dismissal is obvious, but unless I truly am crazy, there is a touch less heat in her pale green gaze. “What do you want, Sebastian?”
I draw a deep breath and go for it. “I need to talk to you about a witch’s death curse.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
RUNE
It started on the way back from the Marigny district. At first, my skin got a little tight, then a hum in my veins got my blood pumping. And as my pulse picked up, that pumping blood went straight to my cock.
Now, the closer we get to the Elysian, the harder I become.
“Does Sloane spike her drinks?” I widen my stance in the elevator on the way up to our floor.
Sebastian looks over at me and frowns. “You think someone drugged you?”
I brush my hand over the front of my pants and adjust myself. “Maybe. I’m as hard as a steel rod and thrumming to fuck. I must’ve been roofied with some kind of aphrodisiac. That’s the only thing that makes any sense.”
The doors to the elevator whisper open and I’m hit with a wall of lust and sex.
Sebastian grimaces and undoes the top button of his collared shirt. “I think you’ve got your answer, Viking. They’re fucking and the bond is pulling you into their wake.”
“Is that even a thing?”
Sebastian glances down to the obvious bulge in my pants and then arches a brow. “I’d say it is.”
I step off onto our floor and am surprised Sebastian comes along. Sure, he can get to the royal suite from the locked stairwell on our floor, but he usually just takes the elevator up.
“Aren’t we done for the night?” I ask, wondering if he has something he wants to talk to us about that I’m not aware of.
“Yes. I’m just curious.”
