My heart dropped into my stomach. “Please don’t say anything. It’s the only thing that’s giving me answers, and I need to learn so I can get my blood under control.”
He hung his head. “Sky—”
“Listen,please.” Then I told him about the cosmic event that triggered the power within the fetus of a pregnant woman. When I finished, I leaned back to see his face. “Have you heard anything about that?”
“No.” His forehead wrinkled. “I haven’t, but shifters weren’t great at keeping records centuries ago, and the covens weren’t supposed to either.”
“Raffe.” I wasn’t above begging. “Don’t tell your dad until I have time to find everything I can. I need answers.” Maybe I shouldn’t have told him because I’d never seen that expression on his face before. Even though it was the last thing I wanted to do, I moved to get off him.
He gripped my hips tighter and asked, “Why are you getting up?”
“I …” I wasn’t sure what to say, but my body warmed from him making me stay put. “I thought you might feel different—”
His mouth claimed mine, and he ground against me.
I gasped as he pulled back and smirked. “Does it seem like I feel differently about you?”
My body felt light … happy. “If I say yes, will you do that again?”
“Oh, you started something. And yes, I’ll keep your secret because you’re not getting free of me now.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “I was upset—not because of the books they’re hiding but because I think they know a whole lot more about you than they’ve let on. It’s just now coming out, and it makes me wonder what their ulterior motive is.”
I shrugged. “You now know everything I do.”
“You promise to keep me in the loop?” he asked, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.
“As long as you keep your promise,” I replied breathlessly.
“Good.” He then ground against me again. “Now, I’m going to get you off then force you to eat the food I got you.”
Before I could say anything, his mouth was on mine, and soon, we were making each other pant again.
The next twoweeks flew by, mainly because Raffe and I had begun working on our stats project. We surveyed students each afternoon, documenting where they sat in class and their grades, and then he’d head off to practice while I compiled the data. As expected, our data collection validated the theory that people who sat in the front earned slightly better grades.
By the time I got done updating our data and our report, I’d completed my other homework just when he’d be heading over after practice, clean and changed.
When I wasn’t working on the project, I met Slade to train. Each outing was tense, and we went over the same things, butI couldn’t control my blood. Each day, I left more flustered, wondering if I was meant to die.
It was Tuesday night, and Lucy, Josie, and I headed to the student center to meet up with Raffe, Keith, and Adam after their practice.
“It’s still strange to have a human hanging out with us.” Josie chuckled, standing beside Lucy in Raffe’s jersey. “What’s next? Hanging out with witches?”
I almost missed a step.
“Josie.” Lucy’s eyes bulged. “That’s rude.”
“Oh.” Her jaw dropped. “I’m sorry, Skylar. I didn’t mean for it to come off that way. I’m still not used to it is all. This is the fourth time, and we’re actually going to the student center.” She flinched. “That was a bitchy thing to say. It came out all wrong.”
That was the thing. I believed her, which made it hard to dislike her. “It’s okay. I bet it’s weird since I shouldn’t know about you.” I shrugged.
“Hey, if it’s any consolation, I think you’re cool.” She winked. “I’ve never said that about any human, and if Raffe trusts you, that’s further validation in my mind.”
“Thanks.” I forced a smile. “I like you all too … except Keith.”
Lucy and Josie burst out laughing and said, “Same,” in unison.
It was really weird when they did things like that.
As we entered the student center and passed the bookstore, Josie crossed her arms like she was covering up the fact that she was wearing Raffe’s jersey, and glanced into the bookstore. Dave was checking out a customer, but his attention darted toward us and landed on her.