I just… didn’t want to. Not anymore. Not now that Dusk had offered something better.

Something that was never real…

I dragged myself away from the train of thought. “If you want to go back to the party, I can wait here for her,” I said.

“Actually, I hoped to get you alone.”

“Again?” We’djustspoken.

I looked back to see him tucking his phone into his breast pocket, then fixing his intense eyes on me. “I… really should speak to Roxy first.”

“This doesn’t affect her.”

“It doesn’t?”

“It’s about what you said, about hearing me say you didn’t fit in.”

I shrank, everything else tumbling out of my head as he said that. “Oh.”

“Wheredid you hear that?” he asked.

“Just from…” I trailed off, brain working too slowly. “From rumours…”

As if I was with the in-crowd enough to know what rumours were going around. I couldn’t blow this with Eric, though. Not when everything was so uncertain. And he was being so nice.

He straightened and stepped toward me. My eyes darted around the room nervously, but his knuckle brushed my chin.

Okay.

He was close. Way too close. His scent was sending my mind into a spiral—and the drink had hit harder than I thought it would. “I have only mentioned your hair one time, Omega.”

My gaze snapped up, meeting intense green eyes in absolute horror, and I took a step back only to feel the wall behind me.

Oh…

Oh no.

Eric placed his hand on the wall between me and the door, then hooked his finger under my chin, holding me in place.

Dusk did the same thing sometimes, but he did it when he was being all serious with me. Never when he was actually angry.

Was Eric angry?

“Where did you hear me say it?” he asked.

“I…” I trailed off. My chest was tight with panic, every warm drop of blood in my body hitting my cheeks at once.

He knew.

I could see it in his eyes.

“Did you follow me and Roxy to the library that night after we left?”

Again, my mouth opened, but no words came out. A long, silent second passed.

“You did, didn’t you? You watched us?”

“It… it was by accident.”