“And the Babai,” Paige suggests.
“The Babai have a code. They’d never betray it. Konstantin would sooner than betray me. And you? I don’t let you out of my sight long enough for you to be a rat.”
She giggles as I kiss the sensitive spot of her neck for a moment before pushing me away. “I don’t know this world nearly as well as you do. If you think you can trust these men, then I won’t question it. Because I trust you.”
It’s early when I walk out onto the cabin porch. Steam from my coffee swirls into the damp morning air. Mist hangs low over the trees, blotting out the rest of the world.
I could get used to this.
I’m making my way to the porch swing when I see the paper at the foot of the steps. At first, I want to say it’s a piece of trash that was caught in the wind, blown here for n
