Oh.“I’m yours,August.”
“Say it again,” he whispered, his tone an octavedeeper.
“I’m yours.” I leaned over and kissed him, sensing several sets of eyes onus.
My promise combined with the kiss loosened his fingers but didn’t do much to ease the tension in hisshoulders.
Liam’s front door was open. As I strutted inside, all eyes turned to me. Probably because I was giving offway-too-cheeryvibes.
Lucas’s scarred eyebrow hiked up. “How many bowls of Lucky Charms did you ingest thismorning?”
I rolled my eyes and then announced, “I know how Cassandra killed Julian!” I said it so loudly Morgan herself probably heard me all the way back at theinn.
Liam, who’d been sitting a little hunched,straightened.
“She’s been poisoning herself withsilver.”
The silence that ensued wasdeafening.
“Forget the Lucky Charms, what the fuck have you been smoking?” Lucasasked.
I shot him a genial scowl. “What she has on her mouth isn’t a birthmark. Silver poisoning causes lips and nails to turn blue.” They all stared at me as though I’d morphed into asquirrel.
“That’s impossible, Clark,” Lucas said. “Silver killsus.”
“Not if you take Sillin to balance it out,” I countered, feeling more and more certain about mytheory.
“If she’s ingesting Sillin, then there’s no way she can shift,” Colesaid.
Their mood was seriously starting to put a damper on mine. “Liam, remember her story about the toxic waste poisoning? What if the toxin was silver? What if she somehow built an immunity to it? Would that bepossible?”
“What toxic waste poisoning?” August asked. The first words he’d uttered since stepping inside Liam’s house. He was leaning against a wall, long sleeves pushed up to his elbows, arms crossed in front of hischest.
Lucas tipped his head in my direction. “The day she went to have tea at the inn withMorgan—”
August’s expression darkened. “You went to theinn?”
“Yes, but not for a tea party.” This time, there was nothing amiable about the scowl I shot Lucas. “I went to talk to her about canceling the duel, which she refused. And then she filled me in on her pack’s history. She told me that what decimated the original Creeks was their water source. Apparently, it was polluted.” I perked up again as an idea materialized. “Is there a way to see the topography of their old territory? Maybe there’s a mine, or a newsarticle.”
“Cole?” Liam said. “Can you look itup?”
Cole nodded and went to take a seat at the game table where a laptop was already powered on. As he clicked away on the keypad, I walked over tohim.
“Can you shift?” Liam’s voice was taut andlow.
I glanced over myshoulder.
“No,” Augustsaid.
“When did you do the injectionagain?”
“Nine daysago.”
“Have you tried shifting thismorning?”
“Yes. It didn’twork.”
“Showme.”
