Page 118 of Pretty Little Shadow
We had been answering calls and texts from our friends and family during the whole honeymoon. They all even came over for a movie night once, and Merrily had been informing all of us about the plans for theGoodbye Lonelinessparty.
Dare and I would have one day to get back into normal life after our staycation ended, before we went to his family's thing. Since Kat and Grayson would both be there, I wasn't opposed to it.
I'd be hiding away in our borrowed room if I got overwhelmed from all the socialization, though.
I scanned the message from Grayson, copying and pasting some of the information into different notes, so I could put it together when I really started planning.
"Did Mer send something else about the family thing?" Darius asked absentmindedly, his attention on the game he was playing.
The asshole had gotten just as good as I was at gaming when I was touching him. When he only had my shadows, he was a little slower. Not much, though.
"Nah, Grayson sent information about my next few targets." I dropped my phone on the couch beside me, grabbing my controller again.
"It's been a while, right? At least a few weeks. You haven't worked for him since our bargain."
My forehead creased. "No. I killed someone while you were working at the café."
I felt his gaze as Dare's head jerked toward mine. "What?"
"You were working. I was working. It went the way it always did."
He dropped his remote. "No."
"Yeah."
He plucked my remote from my hand. "Rae."
"What?" I finally looked at him.
He looked... angry?
"Are youmadat me for working?" I gave him an incredulous look. "You knew what I was the moment we met. I literally came to visit you guys as the Wraith."
"I'm not mad at you for working."
"You look pretty mad, and you just ripped the controller out of my hand." I gestured to it. "We're totally going to lose."
Dare looked down at the controller momentarily, then stiffly put it back in my hand. "I'm not mad that you were working."
"Right." My voice definitely gave away the fact that I didn't even almost believe him.
"I would prefer if I went with you when you put your life in danger like that." He was gritting out the words. It sounded painful.
"I get it, but I still think we need to have our own lives, Darius. I'm not in danger when I go after someone. My connection to the shadows is still more powerful than any other demons' in the city. Most of the people he sends me after are werewolves, anyway."
"A male werewolf could still hurt you."
"I'm going to pretend youdidn'tjust suggest that I'm weak because I'm a short woman."
"That's not what I meant," Dare growled. "And most of your shadows cling to me now, anyway."
I pulled all of them away from him in a heartbeat, forming a spear, then a sphere, then a dumpling. That last one was just for fun.
When I released them, they went right back to Darius naturally, as if he was me.With his blood filling my body, he kind of was.
It was still wild to watch, though.
"They cling to you, but they're still mine. I'm plenty safe while doing my job."
