Page 27 of Tortured Soul
“I’m fine,” I lied. I’d have to go out and find someone tonight. It was only a matter of hours before my pheromones would get out of control. “You had a question.”
Neither of us let go. I gripped the soft fabric of his shirt like my life depended on it and his arm was a band of steel around me, his hand warm on my side.
“Why do you hide your ears?”
Chapter 9
Lola
All the sounds that I knew I could produce were stuck in my throat as my lips parted.
He looked genuinely confused.
“I’m going to kill him,” I groaned.
“Who?”
“Kai! I asked him not to put it in my file, but he obviously told you.”
He frowned. “He didn’t. I saw them.”
One of my hands let go of his shirt to check my hair but his free hand snapped around my wrist.
“Notnow,” he said, holding my arm against his chest. His thumb rubbed circles on my skin distractedly. “I had a vision of you and your hair was up.”
Right. The visions. I had forgotten about that…
“If you saw them, no matter that my eyes are blue, you should have known that I was—”
“Not in that first vision,” he corrected, growing irritated. “The last one I had.”
“You had more thanone?” I tried to take a step back, but his hold didn’t allow me to.
He tilted his head to the side in amusement. I was not amused.
“Wait, are your visions just showing you people or things that will actually happen?”
The amusement left his face, his lips that were tilting upward suddenly going down.
“It depends.”
I waited for him to say more. He didn’t. I glanced at his hand circling my wrist. My hand, grasping his black shirt. His arm keeping me up and flushed against him. When I looked back up at his face, his pupils were wide, studying me.
“What—”
“Ah good! I thought you already left.”
All the fog, the dizziness that took over my mind, suddenly cleared and I jumped back. Too quickly for Arc to be able to stop me. Not that he would have since he seemed as taken aback by our closeness as I was. His hands were back in his pockets, the frown back on his handsome face.
What the hell had happened?
“Oh. Are we interrupting something?”
Both our heads turned toward Kai who stood in front of the closed door, surrounded by three Immortals I’ve never seen before.
“If you’d like us to come back later…” He grinned. I didn’t care about his past kindness anymore, I wanted to punch him in his smirking face.
The woman on his right was an Earthwalker; a shifter. Her chestnut hair was cascading over her shoulder, partially hiding her hospital scrubs. Her eyes were a bright hazel with small gold flecks. The embarrassment made her tanned skin pinkish.
