I hadn’t truly considered that before.
Finally, my gaze landed on Sin. His jaw was clenched as he dropped his voice just for me. “Closer you get, the more dangerous it gets.”
33
SIN
‘The characteristic tell of…”I squinted, reading the blurred out words.“...Blood-red eyes.’
I stared down at the single line of handwriting.
The rest of the page was heavily water damaged, the words smeared and rubbed from the paper. A few lines of irrelevant text could be made out in the middle, and then the words:‘...never allow them to join packs due to the risk of danger…”
“What?” I frowned.Dangerous? “Why would it say that?”
Could it have anything to do with the way I’d turned the dark bond on my own alphas?
“Haven’t found anything else yet,” Vandle said.
“Too late for us anyway.” Karma shrugged like he wasn’t worried. “Already all packed up.”
“I’mnota danger to anyone in this pack.” My chest felt tight as I slid my gaze up to meet Cresent’s. She was the one who’d found this. “Where did you get this?”
She looked at Vandle.
His jaw was set, arms crossed over his chest. “Library.”
That wasn’t what I really wanted to know. I cleared my throat, rephrasing my question. “Howdid you find it?”
“Had a hunch. Saw your eyes when you were with Crescent in the cage. Got some memories moving.”
I frowned. “Is there anything else?”
“Got abunchof books, haven’t got through them yet.”
“Fuck.”
Anyway. We didn’t have time.
Appeal was infivedays, and we were trying to keep a low profile.
This was a problem. “If they think red eyes are dangerous…” Well. “They reject alphas for being feral. We’ll never get out.”
“What?”Crescent, who was seated on the edge of her nest, having been listening to the whole conversation, looked stunned.
I tried to shut down the bond so she couldn’t feel my panic building. I didn’t want her to know that the information she’d found might torpedo our chance at escape.
Or at least, our chance of escaping as a full pack.
Her footsteps were nearly silent as she crossed the room and sat on the bed beside me.
Crescent cleared her throat. “Could we… hide them, then?” she asked. “Your eyes, I mean.”
Her gorgeous gold irises caught mine. She caressed my cheek, a gentle touch that soothed something deep inside me. I held my breath as she continued.
“At the Convent, they made us wear blindfolds everywhere so we didn’t seduce the alphas. But they explained that was the only acceptable way to hide our eyes. They said changing the colours to trick alphas into believing we weren’t devil-touched was a sin—but that means thereisa way to change them, doesn’t it?”
I stifled a growl at the bullshit she’d been fed for years. Her eyes were nothing less than stunning, and should never be hidden.
