A Killing Moon (Winged Guardians Book 1) by Alexis D. Craig

Author:Alexis D. Craig [Craig, Alexis D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Three Fortnights Press
Published: 2019-11-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

VASI

Maybe it was what she said. Maybe it was the way she said it. Maybe it was the way he looked at her like she was first ray of warm sunshine after a long, cold winter. Regardless, Vasi suddenly felt like he was intruding on something extremely intimate. They startled apart when he cleared his throat, and he was grateful for the reprieve.

“The first thing we need is a doctor willing to sign off on this charade.” He looked directly at Cora, who smirked as she poured her coffee.

“Doctor is handled. What’s next?”

“Need to inform the king.”

“Privately and with his advisors,” Finn supplied. “Preferably before the next full moon.”

“And you’ll need to pass more than just a blood test, but a scent test, too. A room full of wolves will be difficult to fool.”

Her confident grin was reassuring as she twisted her hair up into a bun and secured it with a sharpened, silver chopstick she produced from who the hell knew where. “Don’t worry about me. Let’s walk through the political fallout, physical stuff will be handled on my end.”

The mood lightened considerably as they hammered out the finer points of the drastic contingency plan. None of them expected it to get that far, but it was a good play to have just in case. That was the kind of thing that almost always ensured it would not be needed.

Turning back to Finn, he sighed. “I read the email. You doin’ alright?”

“Much as I can be.” Nodding in Cora’s direction with a puckish grin, he added, “She promised I’d glow in the dark, so I’m sorely disappointed on that score.”

She rolled her eyes. “Bitch, bitch, bitch. You got to keep both your kidneys, damn. I don’t know what more you want.”

Vasi looked between them, staunchly ignoring the blood-pressure-related twitch in his eyelid. Leaving these two alone together had clearly been a terrible idea. Temples suddenly aching, he asked, “Were you dropped on your head as a chick? Is that what your problem is? Just kicked out of the nest and landed on what passes for your brain?”

“Is he always this grouchy, or is this just a reaction to me?”

“Duceţi-va dracului, to both of you assholes.” He was on his feet, unable to decide if he was going to punch Finn for being so goddamn cavalier about his safety or take a shot at Cora and see who bled out on the Persian rug first. He was saved, though, by his phone buzzing in his pocket and a message that he was needed at the Guard house regarding some unaccounted-for staff members. “I have neither the time, not the inclination to fight with you two right now. I’ll be back in the morning and hopefully by then we can have an actual conversation that doesn’t sound like you’ve been marinating in pinot.”

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