Then his eyes dropped to my bra.Crap.Where were the million reasons why I was wandering around with a bra in my hands?
His head lifted, the nostrils flaring. Just as suspicion bloomed in those star-shot eyes, I blurted, “Gift from Constance.”
It derailed him beautifully. Constance had every reason to furnish me with a sports bra. The fact my girls were swinging free at the moment had nothing to do with it.
Neither did the fact that I reeked of Havoc and sex and other unmentionable things that were making me wish I’d had time to put my panties back on.
Dammit. Like we needed any more awkwardness.
As other students pushed past us, Marcus’s gaze remained fastened on my chest, and I was careful not to move. The jiggle wouldsogive things away. Perhaps there was more than one reason the other students had been staring as I belted up the stairs. I pushed to engage his brain in other directions. “I thought you were still at the colony?”
His eyes rose off my chest, and his mouth twisted. “Cara brought me back.”
I scanned him. “Don’t see any scales.”
He pulled on the familiar chain around his neck, and in addition to his ring, four blue crystals popped free. “They’re currently under wraps.” But his eyes said otherwise—darkness scudded across them, and they changed color with every blink.
“So…” I swallowed. “Why are you up here? I thought you’d be staying with Cara.”
“I am,” he said. “I came looking for you.”
My heart leaped as he grabbed me by the elbow, guiding me over to the window at the end of the hall. His touch was electric, pulsing straight through me. Had he rethought what lay between us?
He released me as soon as we reached our goal and then pulled something from his pocket.
It gleamed in the light from the window. A long metal piece, intricately carved with what looked like hieroglyphics. It was vaguely familiar.
His fingers traced the patterns. “I made this,” he said, “for my cousin, Tuli.”
His cousin? Then images flashed in my mind—of two young Centaurs, each wearing a necklet.
As my world came crashing down, his pleading eyes met mine. “You found me.” His other hand lifted the ring on the chain. “Can you find the kids?”
Fuck. He hadn’t forgiven me. “Let me get this straight—you called me a slut and walked away, but you are willing to use what I can do to rescue your cousins?”
His brows drew down. “What’s a slut?”
“Someone who sleeps around with lots of guys.”
“I didn’t call you that!” His eyes had gone midnight dark.
“You certainly implied it.”
Fang chose this inopportune moment to wander out from beneath my hair.
Dammit.
Marcus moved in close to me, and his expression could have frozen hell itself. “Youhave his pet. Youstink ofhim.”
“I am following my heart.” I poked my finger into his chest with each word. “And it is telling me that you and Havoc and Rafael are my future.”
His eyes ignited. “Rafael,too? You don’t even know him! Maybe youarea slut.”
The word pierced me like a red-hot sword, and my reaction burst from me. “What I am is destined to die alone, because Fate has given me two pure assholes that want nothing to do with me, and a third who is held captive by a Sorceress no one can find.”
He leaned closer. “My heart would bleed for you. Except my nose is telling me you haven’t exactly been alone.” His eyes flashed silver, and as dark scales erupted across his cheeks, he waved the necklet. “Are you willing to help me, or not?”
I glared at him. “I don’t know if I can Jump to them without a location reference.”
