Finn blinked out of his own lethargy. “Just give him a minute, Poppy. He’ll be back to his controlling self in no time. Probably a whole lot more with you once he gets his shit together.”
“Watch it, asshole.”
“See? He’s already getting better.”
They were all losing it.
Cassander dropped his pants on top of the other clothes he had removed. He wasn’t wearing underwear.
I blinked at the naked man.
The pretty, pretty naked man.
Cassander lifted a finger. “Watch.”
“Call the damn train!”
“Don’t blink,” he ordered.
I froze in place, my mind instantly reeling.
White sparkles twisted like a tornado where he had stood, his body gone from sight.
“What?” I whispered, choking on air.
The tornado of sparkles disappeared.
A silver stalker fox sat on his haunches, and his tongue lolled out in a grin—where Cassander used to be.
I dropped the knife as my eyelashes fluttered.
“Someone, catch me,” I breathed.
The landscape sloped as I tipped to the side, my eyes closing on their own. Godric’s arms wrapped around me right before I hit the ground and the world ceased to exist.
CHAPTERTHIRTY
“Where are we going?” I asked softly, my arms wrapped around my stomach. My reality had changed when I’d woken up surrounded by monsters with their heads torn off.
Godric, Finn, and Cassander had killed them all.
Then a freaking train had arrived.
A private King Corporation train.
The clean blue energy vibrated under my bare feet.
Godric didn’t speak, his attention steadfast outside the window, with his chin resting on his fist.
After they had finished fighting, he carried me into the train, placed me on a chair, and wrapped a blanket around my shivering form. But he hadn’t said a word.
Apparently, he still wasn’t talking.
Finn cleared his throat after looking at his friend, the mute man. “I believe our destination is Godric’s home.”
I swallowed and finally looked at Cassander.
I whispered, “Did you really turn into a…”
