“Help you with what?” I ask.
“My sire,” she says as if I am stupid. “Help me make him love me and I will tell you how to get rid of The Thirteen.”
“How do I do that?” I ask incredulously. “I can’t just make him love you.”
“Yes, you can. You can pretend to be me, for a while. Sweep him off his feet. Once he has fallen for you, I will take over.”
“I think he will notice the difference. He isn’t stupid.”
“It will be too late then. He will be in love and that’s all there is to it.”
“I can’t. I can’t leave my world and come to yours to help you manipulate your sire. I have issues to deal with and a handful of men to please.”
“Yeah, I hear you. Don’t you sometimes think we made a rod for our own back there?”
I step back, hand on my stomach. “You think that?”
“Don’t you?” she retorts.
“No. I love them.”
“Well, it does seem you have less to deal with than me. Maybe when you take them all, you will see what I mean.”
“Take them all? Never. I will never be what you are,” I say.
“Oh, sweetie. Don’t be naïve. You have already set your course. If you haven’t already accepted your connection to Xane, you will. Cade will bond with you. Sebastian is… well I will leave you to figure that one out and Finn is your chosen Dragon mate.”
“Chosen by whom?” I ask absently, as I am thinking about what she said about Sebastian. Leave me to figure what out?
“Our mother, of course.”
“No, your life is not what my life will become,” I say forcefully.
“How do you know?”
“I just do. Speaking of our mother, do you know who our father is?” I ask in a quick change of subject that I know works to throw people off guard as CK uses it all the time.
It works all right as she blanches. “You don’t know?”
“Nope. I am guessing you do.”
“No,” she says, pulling herself up straight, “I have no idea. It is of no interest to me.”
Riiiiiight. Sure. Whatever.
Now I am more cur
ious than ever but by the looks of it I am not going to like the answer.
“You should leave now,” she says. “Think about what I said about us helping each other and what I said about Fraser. If you still want to find him, he is back in Scotland.” She Astrals out without another word and I just stand there wondering: What the fuck?
What do I do? Do I go to find him or leave it be, as she said? Mean and cruel? I just don’t see it. But there again, look at other me. What a bitch. Not really knowing what to do but knowing I must get back to my life, I go to the bathroom and wish myself back into my world. It works as I see the full bath and hear Cole knocking on the door. “Liv? Are you okay in there?” he calls.
I quickly strip off, sending my other outfit straight back to the closet where I pulled on it from, and sink myself into the bath, not bothering with the lock because as I said earlier he will get in if he wants to and I have to actually be wet when he sees me. I duck under the water as he bursts in, punching the door almost clean off its hinges and he drags me out from underneath the surface. “What the fuck?” he yells at me.
“What?” I say innocently.
“You locked the door and you weren’t answering me, I panicked. And then I saw you here under the water.”