Page 98 of Stone Seduction
I snorted. “Yeah, sis. He really did magic a cupcake from thin air.”
She managed to smack her lips. “Goodness.”
Tom swallowed, icing on his lips. “Sorry. Cupcakes help me think. Want one?”
“Can I?”
“Sure. What do you fancy?”
“Chocolate, please. If you can.”
Tom smiled, a fresh chocolate cupcake appearing in his hand. He leaned forward, handing it over.
Dane beamed with pride for his…whatever their status was.
Eden moaned with pleasure as she took her first bite. “This is incredible.”
“Thanks,” Tom answered sadly, licking some of his icing.
“We’ll figure this out,” Dane said.
“Yeah,” I added. “But we’d better get somewhere warm soon. Shame that burger place is closed. Pissing lockdown.”
Motes drifted past, all of us tensing. They didn’t stop to leave a monstrous gift, moving on harmlessly.
Thank the stone gods.
Maren swam forward a few feet, her eyes on the tower entrance. The knights watched us, which clearly pissed the mermaid off to no end.
“What a pair of idiots,” she fumed. “Too big for their ugly boots. I should swim over there and smack them around for their impertinence. “
“We agreed to leave it,” I answered.
“Agreed? I simply changed my mind for the greater good of this group.”
Right. Of course she did.
“It’s not worth the hassle,” Tom chimed in.
She spun, her hair swishing as if underwater. “And leave him in there?”
There was a faded print of a skull and crossbones on her black crop top. I’d not noticed it before.
“I didn’t say that,” Tom returned. “But we’re mice going up against an army of cats.”
Maren didn’t enjoy the analogy. “Be careful who you call a mouse.”
Tom glared at her. “You know what I mean.”
Within a few seconds, Maren’s fury was defused. “Poor Luke. He needs his friends with him.”
Yeah, he did. Big time. Who the piss did Seth think he was? He’d gone power mad, thinking himself a king when he only ran things in His Majesty’s stead.
I got to my feet, arms folded tightly across my chest. “Mice can be sneaky. We’ve gotta be sneaky.”
A patrol flew overhead, followed by a second flying around the tower in a spiral.
“Agreed,” my sister said, her hand perched on my shoulder. “Remember when we used to break into Blood Moon Citadel to be close to the Silver Shrine?”
