And of course Callum had given him answers. He was determined to interfere in my life after finding his own fated mate.
Grayson lifted my palms to rest on his bare shoulders, one by one.
I watched in fascination as some of the shadows that danced off his skin slowly spread over my fingers. They moved wildly, like flames.
"What are they doing?"I asked.
"Mated demons' shadows always cling to their other half. They recognize you as a part of me."
"I'mnota part of you."
"Our souls are connected, Love. We're both a part of each other."
I let out a long breath. "They're not alive, are they?"
I had avoided researching demons. I knew the basics about each of the four very different types, but I had never been interested in potentially discovering something that would impact the connection I didn't want with Grayson in some way.
What if I'd learned something that actually made mewanthim?
I definitely wasn't going to risk that.
"There are arguments both ways."
I eyed the shadows crawling over my arms. "What's your connection to them?"
"I can control them if I actively think about it. When I don't, they do what they want."
"Do you actively control them most of the time?"
"Only if I need them for something."
"So you can't feel them moving over my skin like this?"
"No. If they can feel anything, I can't feel it through them."
"Do you think they can feel?"
"I didn't, at one point."
"That's not an answer, Darke."
"Why didn't you tell me about the bond?"He wasn’t beating around the bush any more than he was answering my question.
I supposed I deserved that.
"It wasn't any of your business," I lied.
"It affected me so thoroughly that I was incapable of visiting anyone else's dreams. I think that made it my business."
"Did youwantto visit anyone else's dreams?"The idea gave me more rage than I was ready to admit.
"I thought I was just obsessed with you, Merrily."
If he was calling me by my name, he was pissed. He didn't do that. Not ever. I was Love, I was Death, sometimes I was even Mer, but never Merrily.
"Fated mates are often obsessed with each other," I said.
"That's not a fucking excuse."
