I stored that information away.The family's dynamics were going to be important for the rest of our lives.
"Nothing's wrong with me and Darius. I'm just trying to figure out what to do about the stuff with my past."
"The cellar stuff?"
"Yeah. Grayson doesn't know who I am. I need to tell him. He's going to recognize me anyway, when I meet him looking like this." I gestured to myself.
Kat knew who I was.
I'd told her, after she vowed not to tell anyone else. Including her mate. He was the most likely to meddle out of everyone in the family, though she was probably the second.
"You look like them?"
"Like my mom," I admitted. "I'm not sure what to do about the rest of it, either. The name stuff. I kind of want to dye my hair, to get the announcement and gossip over with. It's growing in dark, anyway."
"Let's do it."
“When?” I asked.
“Now.”
"Right now?"
“Why not? I bet Callum knows someone at a nice salon who can get us in. He knows everyone."
I debated it silently for a minute. Having her there would make it easier for me, so I agreed.
Half an hour later,we were sitting in an upscale hair salon. Kat was getting a few delicate highlights in her blonde curls while I watched a male pixie spread hair color on the bottom of my hair. He was using foils to divide some of the pieces out.
He left the gray streaks at the front of my hair alone. Those ones didn't seem to be changing on their own, and I didn't want to have to go back in a few weeks when they kept growing in light.
It took ages, but Kat kept the mood light by talking about her cafés the whole time. I asked and answered questions so the conversation kept going.
Both of us quieted down as they washed our hair, and I stayed quiet afterward, my gaze fixed on my hair as my stylist combed the tangles out, then started cutting.
He was taking off a lot. My hair would be much easier to deal with after he did.
My eyes didn't move as he blew my hair dry, somehow giving it perfect waves. When he was done, I stared.
Just... stared.
My hair now fell just below my breasts in shades of black and dark gray, with a few random pops of the lighter shade that matched the ones around my face.
It was uniquely mine, and it was perfect.
Kat had offeredto join me for the road trip to the Shadow District. I didn't really want Darius involved, because of his connection to Grayson's mate, so I accepted.
After we paid our bill, we went back to the Corvette Darius had given me. I'd seen someone taking a picture with it earlier, so it was either a particularly fancy vehicle, or someone on the internet had spread the word that Dare's mate was driving it.
Surprisingly enough, I didn't really care which of those was true.
We listened to music and talked about Merrily'sGoodbye Lonelinessparty through the rest of the drive to the demon royals' mansion. It was light. Fun.
Exactly what I needed with the dread looming over me, too.
Kat waited in the car when I went inside to talk to Grayson. She claimed she had work to do from her phone, and while that was probably true, I knew she was just giving me space to talk to him alone.
I texted Grayson on my way up the stairs to his apartment.