Page 60 of The Storm's Whisper


Font Size:

"Wait. If Caden's gone, who is keeping the clan leaders in check?" Eva asked.

Jason's grin was wicked. "Ghost."

"Oh damn," Eva said with feeling.

That was quite the volatile choice. Even Roscoe would have been a better option and that was saying something.

Hanging around Fiona had given Eva some insights into the trio.

Ghost preferred to exist in the background, allowing Roscoe to take the lead in most situations.

Perhaps that's why most didn't realize Ghost's particular brand of crazy was on an entirely different level than Roscoe's.

Where Roscoe was forthright in his desire for mischief, Ghost was the unseen hand guiding events where he wanted them to go. Most times his victims didn't even know they were knee deep in shit until it was far too late.

Eva could only hope the clan leaders and their people weren't stupid enough to incite him. Otherwise, the Kyren would gain a whole new grasp on human behavior.

Eva's gaze landed on Ghost with a feeling of doom.

Why her? Why did things like this always happen to her?

"You have fun with that," Ollie said, patting Eva on the shoulder.

"I've never craved my tent and the solitude it represents so bad," Eva whined.

Ollie made a humming sound. "Hardwick will be pleased to hear you're finally using his gift."

Jason guffawed, tears forming at the corners of his eyes from how hard he was laughing.

"What?" Ollie asked.

"Nothing," Eva answered with a glare at her apprentice who still hadn't managed to gain control of himself. "Shut up, Jason."

Ollie's gaze was searching. "Why do I feel like I'm missing something?"

"You're not." Eva sent Jason another glare.

Jason's laugh finally trailed off as he straightened. "You would have had to have been here."

Eva hung her head. Jason had sold her out.

"How did he get you to change your mind again?" Jason teased.

"None of your business," Eva hissed through gritted teeth, fighting the faint blush that tried to rise.

Eva knew exactly what he was talking about. It was a situation she would prefer to never think about again.

She'd thought Caden sweet when he told her he didn't care where they lay their head as long as it was together. Whether that place was the meadow where her herd grazed, a forest filled with beasts, or the top of a mountain cliff.

Of course, that was until they were nearly caught in a rather delicate position by Jason and several others.

Caden's lack of embarrassment had been Eva's first clue. The way he'd pressed kisses to her shoulder to hide his decadent grin was her second.

After that she'd bowed to the inevitable and given in on the issue of the tent.

"You're red," Ollie said with some surprise. "Now I have to hear this story."

"No!" Eva pointed her finger at Jason. "You keep your mouth shut, apprentice."