Page 88 of Crave Me
That could only mean that he’d found something important and was currently acting as the House’s primary leader while allowing me my private moments with Nyx.
Kaspian really was a good friend and an even better leader.
If you don’t mind coming up here, that would be preferable, I finally replied. Not with a text, just a thought to his mind.
I’m on my way up, he told me via text.Cara is coming with me.
It took considerable effort to pull away from Nyx, but I wanted to know what Kaspian and the others had found, as well as what they were currently doing in my office.
I kissed the top of Nyx’s head as I settled her in my bed. She released a small sound of discontentment before burying her head against my pillow.
My lips curled when she sighed, her irritation melting away as she absorbed my scent.
Chocolate,she’d told me.You remind me of a decadent sundae drizzled in hot fudge.
Her own personal dessert.
I pulled the blankets up to keep her warm, thinking about my own preferred dessert that existed between her thighs.I’ll be back to wake you up for breakfast,I mused at her, careful to not accidentally speak into her mind.
It was a simple switch for me. I merely had to consider the person I wished to speak to, and I shifted my thought to broadcast to them.
The ability was one I’d been born with and had mastered at a young age. Same with my talent for detecting lies.
But now I had a new skill at my fingertips, one I felt humming along my spine and daring me to try using it again.
I considered my closet and told my body to phase there.
The room melted around me and re-formed as a row of suits. I grinned and turned to open one of my closet dressers, preferring something more comfortable, as I didn’t plan to remain clothed for long.
I pulled on a pair of gray lounge pants and a white T-shirt, then envisioned the hallway outside my room.
Where I found Cara and Kaspian waiting near the doors to my rooms.
Cara’s eyebrows shot upward upon seeing me, her lips parting a little. “Fuck. You’re glowing.”
I smirked at her cliché expression, aware that she’d meant the words literally, and yet finding humor in the phrase as well. “Thank you.”
Kaspian didn’t appear amused at all, his gaze tracking over me with a touch of concern in his features. “I think it’s safe to assume you’re fully mated now.”
“We are,” I confirmed.
He nodded. “Then you’re going to want to know what we found on the bullets.”
My humor died. “Tell me.”
Cara slipped her hand into her leather jacket pocket and pulled out a bag with several metal fragments. “From what we can tell, it wasn’t a spell but a toxin.”
My brow furrowed. “A toxin?”
“Some sort of lethal agent that causes erosion and decay.” Kaspian glared at the metallic shards. “Paxton says that if it was created by a spell, it’s not one he’s ever seen. It’s more likely chemicals.”
“I see.” I stared at the bag for a long moment, thinking about how it had destroyed Nyx’s energy levels and made it impossible for her to heal. Even after she’d brought herself back to full health, the toxin had started weakening her again.
By making her skin dry out and turn gray.
Similar to decay, I supposed.
“That’s new,” I added, still frowning. “I’ve never heard of anything like it.”
