“So am I. I'm remarkably inconvenienced.” I said.
“Damon.” She said.
I turned toward her as she crushed her cigarette against the stone and rested her hands in her lap.
“What if I leave?” She asked.
For one horrible second, I forgot how to breathe. Ragnar surged to his feet inside me, his reaction forcing me to grip the wall.
No.
“Leave where?” I asked as I kept my expression neutral.
“Blackthorne territory. Somewhere far away from you and your family.” She said.
“If we're apart, perhaps the supernatural nonsense will settle down. Maybe the seal will stop reacting, and whatever is using us will lose interest.” She said.
I stared at her, understanding why she'd consider leaving despite everything we'd uncovered.
She'd spent seven years running from people who wanted to control he
