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If I did it now in private, I’d risk exposing him in public. The warden here might not care if her nephew consorted with inmates, but that wouldn’t extend to Faust. Faust took his chair with a little growl.
“I thought waiting seven years was going to be easy, and then you look at me like that. It felt good.”
I had a feeling kissing Faust would too. This would be the time to let Faust know I was breaking out of here, and we could fully explore the whole mate thing when I was far away.
“How old are you, Faust?”
Ishouldhave told him, but I changed the subject instead. I felt horrible, but maybe if I knew more about him and he knew more about me, there would be this channel of trust open, and he would understand why I didn’t tell him what we were doing.
“I’m a few years older than you. Wolves are like the rest of the supernatural community. Everyone lives a long time but has their particular vulnerability to things that can kill them. Most shifters don’t live for centuries like the rest of the supernatural community. We gravitate towards dangerous jobs and protecting everyone else.”
I felt my demon stirring in the pit of my gut. Idid notlike that idea at all.
“You aren’t allowed to die on me, Faust.”
Faust just smirked at me like he didn’t have a dangerous job.
“I’m not the one with every witch in Silverhold and the Aether Circle after me, Rei.”
“No, but I have a feeling you’d put yourself in danger to stop them from getting to me. Don’t expose yourself or get killed for me, Faust.”
“I promise you this, Rei. I’m working on the Aether Circle. Wren handled the witches. In seven years, it will be safe for you to walk out these doors, and not a single witch will have seen me coming.”
The sad thing was, I believed him. The problem was, I didn’t trust a single inmate in this prison except for the ones I was escaping with. They feared Faust, but I was sure they’d do anything to get him out of here.
Including the one thing you weren’t supposed to do in here. Be a rat.
