He’s inconsolable, and truthfully, I’m not much better.
I frown as real empathy stirs—mostly for his dragon, but a little for him too.
Sunday
What do you want from me, Silas?
Silas
The only way I can make this up to youis by helping you bring down Roxana.
I know where she is. And I have something that can help you.
My grip on Colton’s phone tightens.
Sunday
If that’s true, why didn’t you help us before?
Silas
I didn’t know. She lied about you.
Sunday
Well, that I believe.
Silas
Will you please consider meeting with me? We can meet in public.
I exhale sharply, my fingers flying across the screen.
Sunday
That isn’t enough. I’m not meeting you.
Silas
Please. The only way I can do this is face-to-face. Alone.
Sunday
Why alone?
Silas
My dragon is feral right now. If he senses one of your other mates, I won’t be able to control him.
I hesitate, chewing on my lip.
Sunday
What about Colton?
Silas
No, please. Just you. I’ll meet you anywhere, but I need to see you without anyone else.