Chapter 13 Spencer
SPENCER
I’d never seen Dom like that. Pale, haunted almost. It was like a ghost had floated in the living room of this weird ass mansion and taken over her entire body.
Her bite evaporated into thin air as her eyes glazed over, a panic hiding behind them.
Did she just think Kiera was pretty? Because so did I, but I didn’t have a fucking panic attack about it.
Before I could get too deep into my theories, Kiera stepped forward and held out her hand.
A laugh pushed its way past my closed lips. “A handshake?”
Once I broke, so did Leo.
Something about our laughter made Dom snap back. Shaking her head, she pushed past Kiera. “We’re not friends. You’re temporary until I find somewhere else to put you.”
Once she was in the doorway, she looked over her shoulder at Kiera and us. “Don’t get confused about that.”
It felt like she’d put her hand around my throat. Dom wasn’t going to let us keep our new pet for long. And if we pushed too hard, we were just temporary too. At least that was the empty threat beneath every argument with Dom.
Blood didn’t bind us together. But the ink on our skin did, the blood we’d spilled did. The Oracle. Styx. All of it. Dom couldn’t get rid of Leo and I if she tried.
She stormed off, down the hall toward her office. “I have a meeting.”
“Sure.” Leo quipped just quietly enough to stop Dom from hearing it.
We all knew it was a lie. She just needed to get away from whatever was in this room torturing her. Apparently, just being near Kiera was enough to make her explode.
I might not ever put my finger on what made this girl so unique, what about her brought us all to attention. But even after just a few hours with the girl, I felt like she held strings about my head, pulling them as she pleased.
Her green eyes stared us down, looking for an answer to Dom’s behavior. But the truth was, Dom was a loose cannon. Even as her close friend, I found her to be unknowable. This type of blow up was par for the course, even if this was an extreme end of her temper.
“She just needs a diaper change.” I quipped, swallowing my nerves and flashing Kiera a cheeky smile. This straight girl would fall for it eventually, if I tried hard enough.
A little surprised, Kiera smirked back at me.
Dom was scary, but she was also our rock. Our new guest would learn that soon enough. Valemont Violence needed her.
Kiera and Leo moved toward the couches, ready to lounge around.
But I couldn’t stop looking down the hallway. If Dom was off kilter, all of us were at risk. There was a chain reaction for us. There was no Justice without balanced scales.
So whatever was going on with Dom, I needed to find out and fast. Because whoever this girl was, she was enough to knock all of us off course.