I'm almost asking. Almost. But I choose to draw my attention back to the matter at hand.
Claudia nodded slowly and finished her drink in one go. Oddly enough, the real vampire had a regular orange juice mimosa like me, while he probably chose a cranberry mimosa that tasted great but was very similar to blood. "I thought about it. I could use a cloaking spell, but hiding my scent from vampires is something completely different from hiding it from wolves."
"Yeah, and I don't want to do anything underhand," I say. "If we get caught, it will completely shatter all the trust I've been trying to build with omegas. I prefer to be as honest as we can."
The women shook their heads almost simultaneously as Eden sat back in the wrought-iron chair.
"Honesty huh?" Claudia taps her chin, an idea forms behind her eyes. "What if we play with what happened to you?"
I was physically startled by the words.
"What happened to you?" Eden asks.
I didn't know the witch saw this in my head.
