Oh my god,did he just hear me? I inhaled his shock.
Hedid.
“Are you certain?” I asked aloud.
Sascha didn’t look back again. “… Yes.”
He left.
I curled my hands into fists.Dammit.What was I missing here? Sascha didn’t have this kind of hate inside him, not for anyone—let alone me. There had to be another reason he was keeping his distance.
Wade’s not so gentle nudge roused me.
The head team was watching.
Crap.
Trixie walked to the window. A minute later, she announced, “They’re gone.”
“It’s fair to say things there are extra hostile,” Stanley remarked.
That was one way to put it. “I’m not in their good books. I’d hoped to smooth things over today.”
“Why?” Nathan said.
“Because hostile Luthers aren’t ideal for the tribe.” I stood. “And because I’m still in the middle of the mating call with Sascha. Certain things are necessary.”
Nathan stiffened. “When does it end?”
“We have two more meets. I can’t do them alone.”
Wade grinned.
“What happens if you don’t complete the meets?” Roderick asked.
“Our discomfort grows progressively worse until one of us cracks. I guess.”
They were quiet.
Trixie broke it. “What does it feel like to be apart during the call?”
At this point? I opened my mouth.
Pascal cut in. “Like not touching them is the worst fate imaginable. That touching them will make everything in the world right again.”
Her words rang in the meeting room.
The head team and Wade gaped at her.
They had no knowledge about what happened with Daniil.
Pascal grabbed her tablet. “Tomorrow at 8:00 a.m., is it, Andie?”
I smoothed my expression as attention swung to me. “It is. See you there.”
The straight-backed marshal gripped my shoulder. “You look lovely today by the way.”
A lump rose in my throat. “Thanks.”