Page 107 of Grace & Her Sinners


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Piper wriggles away from us, however, dragging a tiny black device out of his pocket, which is emitting the sound of bells. He switches it off.

Unease worms through me at the quick way that he slips the device back into his pocket and then Zero’s attempt to distract me by pulling me around to face Lionzio again.

“Where were we?” Zero caresses my arm.

“Where were we?” Icarus levels Piper with a stare that is the type he uses to reduce misbehaving staff into blubbering messes in his office without ever laying a finger on them. I have to give Piper grudging respect that he merely arches his piercedeyebrow, unbothered. Icarus looks taken aback, before crossing his arms and doubling down on his harsh boss face.Nope, still no impact. “How about you telling me why you have that alarm in your pocket, Piper?”

I wince at the use of the Omega’s full name.

Yep, Piper is in serious trouble if Icarus is going there.

“I’d probably be bothered to think up a lie,Icarus,” Piper replies like he has as much of a death wish as when he was balancing along the roof’s parapet, “if this wasn’t a device that I had rigged in the main elevator to go off if anyone traveled to this floor.”

What the fuck?

Panic shoots through me.

Icarus growls. “You. Are. All. Getting. Spanked.”

“Who the fuck are you?” I demand in shock.

“I’ll answer that — and whatever you say, Wings — but first, let’s dive into one of these rooms and hide, yeah?” Piper replies. “Please tell me that you have your key that unlocks them?”

Icarus turns to the door behind him, shoving Lionzio and Zero out of the way.

His movements are jerky with fury.

Icarus hates being lied to.

He has trusted this pack and allowed them into his life, when he never has anyone romantically apart from me.

My heart is beating too fast. I want to cry, demand answers, and scream.

Who the hell are the Idols? What are they really doing in this hotel?

If they have been faking their feelings for Icarus and me, I will destroy them myself.

“Sir,” Lionzio is pale, “we didn’t?—”

“Silence,” Icarus barks, batting Lionzio away when he tries to rest his hand on his Chief Alpha’s arm, but I notice that Icarusis still careful not to hurt the other Alpha’s wrist. “Don’t talk to me.”

Lionzio can’t hide the hurt that flashes across his face.

He can’t be acting right?

The kisses can’t be pretend?

Nor can us being soul mates and scent mates?

TheI love yous?

Icarus swipes his keycard over the panel, shoving open the door into the nearest bedroom. Lionzio yanks Zero after him into the dark.

Piper snatches my hand and drags me after them.

“What we are isyours, Gracie,” Piper whispers, urgently. “Please don’t forget that. We’re pack.”

Icarus pushes the door quietly closed. Then we’re standing in silence in the pitch black.