"I hate when you do that." Snuggling into the familiar chest, I groan softly in annoyance at the continuing chatter.
"What? Point out the obvious?"
Dorian's droll question earns him a derisive huff. "That too."
"Huh?"
"I don't know. She's still talking in her sleep." The heat surrounding me grows as both hard bodies draw closer.
"What other options do we have, Sean? Silas has already said he'll use wolfsbane to force a challenge. Do you want her to have to watch that? And what kind of relationship do you think the survivor would have with her after he's killed the other? Assuming any of us live."
"Alright, alright. I get it."
