She was in quite a rare form.
“I beg your pardon?”Wanda asked as I corralled us toward the awning of the courtyard.I could feel it in my bones that rain was coming, and I did not want to become drenched.
The storms here in Lir were quite different from those back at Blackthorn.
They lasted for hours and they were damn near torrential.They were a sight to see and something to experience, but only if you weredry.
Though on second thought, perhaps I should leave the siren to the rain.Perhaps it would lighten her mood.
“I think what Delaney means to say,” I said, smacking Delaney in the arm and shooting her a glance.“Is that we rather thought you and Norman would arrive together.”
Something passed behind Wanda’s eyes at the mention of her partner in crime.
But before I could speak of it, her expression shifted to the one I’d known since I started Blackthorn.
Ice.
“Yes, well, I can exist apart from Norman.We do have our own lives, you know.We are not barnacles.”
The way she said the words was harsh, and Delaney snorted.
“So the rumors are true, then?”
“What rumors?”I asked as I tried to keep up with my two friends.They seemed to be walking at a much more brisk pace than I was; then again they didn’t have dried Incubus cum between their thighs causing the most uncomfortable sensation when I walked.
Note to self: no hasty hookups.Must shower between feedings.
Wanda scoffed.“Gossip is so fucking juvenile, Delaney.Truly, I thought you better than that.”
Delaney cast me a smirk.“The scuttlebutt throughout the training dungeon is that Wanda here sent her little Octo-Prince Charming packing for the Atlantic.”
“What?”I asked, turning to face Delaney once we were indeed, beneath the awning.I glanced back at Wanda, a strange sort of fear percolating in my loins, my chest, my heart.
“You broke up with Norman?”I asked, my voice strangely tense.
Wanda picked at her nails, twisting her lips.Her soft, shiny teal hair fell over her shoulders as she apathetically said, “It’s complicated.”
Delaney laughed.“Complicated is a song by Avril Lavigne.Not a relationship status.”
Wanda shrugged.“Says the witch who’s never been in a relationship with someone other than the imaginary men—” Wanda flashed her a glare.“—and the women she reads about in her silly little romance novels.”
“Romance novels are not silly!”Delaney bit out.“They are romantic!Swoony!They make you feel good.”
“Delaney—”
Delaney stepped closer to Wanda, ignoring me.
Actually, both women seemed to be ignoring me.I watched as Delaney stepped up against Wanda, watched as Wanda cooly gazed at her, since they were of near equal height.I felt small and it wasn’t just because of my height.
Wanda was...single?
And would be on the premises near mygancanagh?
You know Bane would never...
I tried to quiet my insecurity, truly I did.
But the thing about fear was that it festered.It didn’t always rear its ugly head until you were in the thick of it.
