“Do I want to know what they’re going to do to him?” I ask.
Iri wraps his arm around me tightly and I can feel his heart racing as he presses a kiss to the top of my head. “Better that you don’t, love.”
I blink up at him, feeling slightly out of it, like I’m waking from a deep sleep.
“That was scary.”
“Terrifying,” he agrees.
“You’re never doing that shit again. Never putting yourself at risk,” Micah says, wadding up some tissue and pressing it against my wound.
“Please, Sin. My heart won’t take it,” Cal adds.
I hesitate for a second and then nod. I’m still trembling like a leaf and want nothing more than to get somewhere private where it’s just the five of us.
Whatever the demon mobsters do to the Herald, I can’t imagine he’ll be walking around a free man for a while.
“So, it’s really done.”
“It’s really done,” Dorian replies. “You’re free, Sin.”
I guess that’s going to take a minute to sink in.
Cal adjusts me in his arms and Dorian takes hold of one of my hands, while Micah continues to press against my wound, even though it’s not much more than a cut, really.
“I guess I got lucky with that pigeon going feral, huh?”
I glance at Iri who rubs the back of his neck, like he’s hesitant to answer.
“What?” I say.
“About that, did you know Elara can talk to animals?”
That... explains a fair bit actually. I glance around the square, trying to catch sight of her, but she’s nowhere to be found.
I guess maybe I do have a true friend beyond the guys, after all.
Chapter 39
Micah
Acouple of months after our final tour began, it’s finally time for us to wrap things up and take a bow.
The very last gig for Orpheus Underground. The end of a chapter of our lives.
I’m peering out at the audience, trying to catch a glimpse before everything kicks off and I hear a grunt. I turn toward the sound and the last thing I think I expected to see is Cal on his knees, sewing a huge tear in Dorian’s t-shirt was not it.
“Fucking hold still,” Cal grumbles. “If you wanted me to stab you, just say so.”
“Dude, just stick a safety pin in it or something. I just don’t want to flash my nips to the audience and risk them all swooning.”
“You’ll be bleeding properly in a minute if you don’t quit squirming. Thirty seconds and you’re done. Fuck, you’re worse than my nieces.”
I chuckle at the entire scene. And then the lights dim, the air filling with the screams of the excited crowd.
Excitement floods through my veins and I pull Sin in for one last desperate kiss before she has to hurry off and find her spot, ready to do her thing.
The sounds of the crowd fade to nothing as the members of Orpheus Underground take a moment, just the four of us. Gatheringclose together, Iri wraps his arms around mine and Dorian’s shoulders as Cal does the same on the other side of our makeshift circle.
