It was nearly as powerful as the other alpha’s and Vix hid her wince. “My runes, or my back?”
“Both.”
She gave him a sharp grin, knowing just how much he was going to fucking hate this. “Icarved them into my skin,” she whispered, licking her lips as the scent of his outrage and disbelief tried to choke her. “Iwantedthem…every, single, one.”
Now it looked like he definitely wanted to kill her, and Vix’s grin widened when she felt a shift in his scent, almost like he found this side of herdesirable.
“My back?” she leaned in closer, daring him to let go or do something about the flash of hunger she could see the moment he glanced down at her lips. “I did that too.”
He released her and a muscle in his jaw flickered. “Why?”
Vix felt her grin fade as she tried to remember but couldn’t. “I don’t know. Just did.”
“What did you do to yourself to make a scar like that?” he asked as he brushed his knuckles against the glyph on top of her shoulder, where it connected to her arm.
“I…” Silver glimmered on his fingers, and she cringed. It felt familiar somehow and she reached back, feeling the uneven skin where her shoulder blade ended.
It ached, as if her attention had given permission for her body to remind her of what she’d done.
“Silver,” she murmured. “I’m pretty sure.”
“And this?” Another brush of his knuckles over the top of her breast made her breath catch.
Vix looked down to see the scar in the shape of a circle right over her heart. The mark was clearly from a large bullet piercing flesh, but those didn’t usually scar on a shifter, and she didn’t remember it happening which meant it had happened sometimebeforeshe’d become a raven.
“It wasn’t the only time I’ve been shot,” she admitted, covering the ruined skin so she didn’t have to look at it. “But I don’t remember this one. Before the eyrie.”
“Eyrie?” Mylo wasn’t as angry anymore, but now he was suspicious again, which was just as bad.
Vix sighed, wondering if she’d ever make progress with this one. “Yes. It’s a nest where birds live.”
His flicker of surprise and amusement erased some of that suspicion and Mylo scooped her up again. “I know what it means, but how you’re using it doesn’t make sense.”
“I lived in one.” She rested her head on his shoulder and inhaled the scent ofmate, wondering if they’d believe her if she told them she could scent it. “I was nothing, and then I became a raven. Now…”
She was still nothing, but at least she had a purpose.
Looking up at Mylo, she wondered if it was okay to change that purpose even if she still hadn’t found all the missing pieces. Would he care?
“I like your scars,” she whispered, taking a risk. He froze and stared down at her with a wild gaze that could mean anything, even her death. “They shine like stars.”
Mylo didn’t seem to know what to say to that, but there was a deep rumble in his chest which seemed to surprise him, and heset her in the bath so fast she slipped right under the water. His hot hand wrapped around her wrist and pulled her up, eyes wild with fear.
“I can swim.” Vix laughed and splashed him with water. “I know how to take care of myself, tiger-tiger. You don’t need to worry.”
“I’m not worried,” he snarled, releasing her instantly. He pointed to more glass bottles along the windowsill. “Soap. Wash your skin while you wait for your preciousalphato help you with your hair.”
She dropped down in the massive rock bowl until the water lapped at her nose and watched Mylo leave. It was hard not to tell him he could be her alpha too, but Vix still didn’t really understand the sharp scent that came and went, completely different from the alpha with the jade-green eyes.
What would they do when they found out what kind of shifter she was?
There was a prickle of nerves in her stomach that made her think they wouldn’t like it.
Vix lifted her feet and lay back, floating in the warm water and staring up at the rock ceiling as she wondered.
Three tiger shifters and then her…
A fox.