Page 103 of Shift of Morals
“Return to whence you came from, Gianna. I daresay you won’t be welcome in this Keep very soon.”
If I could sink into the floor, I would. My hands were gripped in tight fists, slick with fear. I was waiting for Gianna to lunge across the table and try to claw my eyes out, but she stayed frozen, her eyes blazing with rage.
Cernunnos turned to me. “Nice dress.”
And with another wink, he was gone, golden oak leaves falling from the sky in the wake of his presence.
No one said a word for a long moment.
“Is it too soon to ask if there’s a refund policy?” Rowan asked, breaking the thick tension.
Caelan snorted.
Gianna turned on her heels and stormed from the chapel.
Hazel finally dropped my hand and leaned in. “Is there anything you want to tell me?” she whispered.
I shook my head frantically.
“Liar.” She sighed. “I have a flight out in a few hours. Be very careful over the next few weeks,” Hazel murmured. “You’ve got a target on your back.”
Nothing new there.
I hugged the witch, and she hurried from the room, tossing her robes off to reveal a sleek magenta pantsuit.
Sassy.
A warm grip around my upper arm turned me, and I found myself facing Rowan. “I’m here to escort you out,” he whispered. “A lot of the Lords are furious.”
“Take me to the restrooms so I can get out of this dress.”
Rowan’s eyes glittered. “Is that an invitation? We might be friends, but I’m not blind.”
I slapped his arm. “No. My clothes don’t go with me when I use my other form. The fastest way I can get home is to fly.”
He shook his head and led me out the door. I didn’t dare turn to look at Caelan. “Not a chance. If Caelan catches me holding your dress and lacy underthings, I won’t make it out of this Keep alive.”
“Ass,” I groused.
“An ass who likes to live. I’ll drive you home. No one will accost a Lord.”
“Evie.” Caelan’s voice came from behind.
Rowan stilled.
“Keep walking,” I demanded.
He hesitated.
“I’m going to drop my panties right on your fancy shoes and fly away if you don’t keep moving.”
Rowan kept walking.
“Evie!”
“Walk faster.”
A minute later, we were in Rowan’s car flying down the road.
