Kyren didn't answer, but his shadows receded slightly, brightening the room once more.
“Don’t you think this is a bit ridiculous?” I leaned back on my hands, my tongue playing with my lip ring. “You can admit you like her. It's why you’ve been following her around, holding her during her nightmares, and now showing up to her class.”
I’d only been Kyren’s human servant for five years, and yet I could read him like a children's book. The more he liked someone or something, the more he fixated, and right now, every single switch was flipped to Jack, Jack, Jack. Much like myself.
“I don’t trust him.”
I threw my head back and laughed. “Of course, you don’t. Have you ever met a hunter you ever trusted?”
“Jack knows him.”
I frowned. “Well, he is her professor.”
Kyren waved me off. “No. Not from that. He’s too familiar with her.”
“Have you asked Jack about it?” I sat up straight. Kyren had my full attention now. A hunter sniffing around our girl? There was no way that was good.
“She told me it was fine. Practically pushed me out the door but I saw…” Kyren paced the room again, his hands moving wild. “He touched her. And worse, she let him. Who is he to her?”
I slipped off the bed and grabbed Kyren by the shoulders. “It’s all good, Kyren. We’ll figure it out. It can’t be anything serious, or Jack would have told me. Besides, she got a master just like I do. Do you think her vampire mistress would let her hang around a hunter?”
Kyren stared off to the side as he processed my words. “I've never met Alora, but I heard she’s old school. Still sleeps in a coffin.”
“See? Nothing to worry about. Here.” I brought him over to the bed and sat him down. “You're getting yourself all worked up over nothing. You know how hard it is for you to control your powers when you do that.”
Kyren peered down at me and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.
I stroked my hands up and down his thighs, sending soothing vibes down the bond. “That's it. Everything is great. Think of calming thoughts. Rain on a window sill. Fresh powdered snow. The scent of newly bakedpestiñoslike yourabuelaused to make.”
Kyren closed his eyes and sighed into my touch, his hands falling back to the bed. “You were thinking of Jack earlier, weren’t you?”
His question came out of nowhere, startling me. “Yeah, how did you know?”
Kyren opened his eyes and peered down at me, his hand cupping my chin, his other touching my chest.
“Every time you think of her, you radiate happiness and desire. Why haven’t you taken her yet?”
It used to bother me that Kyren could read me so well. Then I had eventually come to grips with the fact that he would always know my feelings better than I did. It was a blessing and a curse of the human-vampire bond.
At least he hadn’t told me I loved her already. I wasn’t sure I could handle someone else confessing my own feelings to me.
“How do you know I haven’t slept with her yet?” I asked as I shoved aside my other feelings. “There's no way you can tell that through the bond.”
Kyren’s lips twitched. “Because with the desire is frustration. It’s very telling,mi lobo.”
My hands kept stroking up and down Kyren, needing something to do while I talked. I might be the life of the party, quick to get to know the new stranger, but talking about myself had never been my strong suit.
“I thought she’d be just another one of the usual girls, you know?”
Kyren simply listened.
“Then she surprised us with the werewolves and then again, turning out to be my roommate, and now…” I fell back on my heels. “Fuck, I want her so much but… she’s my roommate. Isn’t that moving too fast? We just started to like each other and we make love together?”
I sighed. “I’ve been avoiding our dorm room for that very reason. Afraid that we’ll turn into some kind of fuck buddy situation since we’re around each other all the time.”
“Have you told her that?” Kyren’s shadows had receded to normal, twisting one of my curls around a smoky black tendril.
“No. And I know she’s wondering why I haven’t taken the next step.”
