He nodded and took a seat on the opposite side of the table. “Ethan is on the way in.”
Interesting. “We’re all scheduled today, as far as I know. We need to talk about replacing Donovan.”
“A little birdie told me one of the shifters in the running stopped by your lady’s house.” Soren’s eyes glittered with amusement. “They also told me he was so handsome it hurt to look at him.”
Rowan snorted. “If Evie fell for every pretty face, she would have been off the market long ago.”
Garrett had texted me about it the night he was shot, but only said Dario was in Joy Springs, not that he’d shown up at Evie’s house. With everything going on, I hadn’t thought to ask about it, and Evie never mentioned it.
Under the table, my fists clenched. “Did he say what he wanted?”
“He was asking about Donovan’s territory. Dario found out Evie claimed the land.”
My jaw clenched. “Curious how he found out about it. Anything we need to know, Soren?”
The Lord laughed. “I’ve never given a shit about Donovan’s territory. You know how much I love the south. Being in the middle of a winter storm in October does not appeal to me, thank you very much. However he found out, it wasn’t through me.”
Thorvin came in next, his eyes darting left and right before he stepped inside. The Lord was powerful in his own right, but he preferred scholarly pursuits and leading with intellect and thoughtfulness rather than through force. It didn’t mean hewouldn’t remind anyone who challenged him who was in charge, but Thorvin was, overall, a peaceful Lord, probably more so than any of us.
But today, a pale sheen of sweat made his face shiny under the poor artificial light, and he was jumpier than I’d ever seen him.
“Thorvin,” I said in greeting. “How goes it?”
“Fine, fine,” he said, though we could all scent the lie in his words. “And you?”
“All is well in Texas.” What in the hell had Evie and Moira done to him? They swore up and down, their shenanigans were limited to property and harmless magic. From the way Thorvin was jumping at shadows, I had to wonder if they’d lied.
As I watched, the sheen of his face turned…
Soren’s eyes narrowed. Rowan’s eyebrows went up. I stared hard at him.
Thorvin looked at us. “What?”
A horrified realization settled inside of me. If Moira had done what I thought she might have…
I asked another question. “How’s the Northeast?”
Thorvin swallowed and gave us a sickly smile. “Wonderful!” he said after an awkward pause.
“Dude,” Rowan said, his voice thick. “Are you…did you wear sunscreen today?”
Soren snorted.
Thorvin’s brow furrowed. “I’m sorry. What?”
“Sunscreen.” Rowan made a circular motion around his face with his hand. “Your face is…shiny.”
Thorvin wiped his palm across his cheek and pulled it away, but there was nothing there.
Soren sighed. “It’s not shiny. You’re glittering like a teenage vampire.”
Rowan snickered.
My lips twitched. Every time Thorvin moved, the light caught his face and shone with iridescence. And it seemed to get worse every time he told a lie. I hadn’t directly asked Moira what she’d done, but I knew she’d broken into his house.
Thorvin’s eyes widened in horror. “That’s what they did,” he murmured under his breath. “I knew someone had gotten into my house!”
Rowan carefully did not look at me. “Who?”
