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I asked them for advice, and they made me the Acting Warden and wished me Godspeed.” “You got a promotion with extra responsibilities but without pay or additional benefits.” Mom smiled. “I’m so proud of you. You’re officially a successful adult.”
I tapped my tablet and Konstantin popped onto the screen in all of his uniformed glory. Grandma Frida sat up straighter. “Well!” “Mother . . .” Mom growled. “I’m old, Penelope. Not dead or blind.” Grandma Frida grinned. “Besides, I always loved a man in uniform.”
House Molpe. The only known siren House in existence, now extinct. Linus was a Molpe. He was a siren. Linus was . . . “Go ahead.” Linus lifted his glass. “Pace for a bit. Let the implications percolate. It means exactly what you think it does.” Linus was my grandfather.
Matilda walked over to Ragnar and deposited the cat on his lap. Ragnar blinked at her, startled. “Comfort,” Matilda explained. Go Mi Nam dutifully purred like a runaway bulldozer. “Do I not get comfort?” Leon asked sadly. Matilda walked around the table, hugged him gently, and patted his hair as if he was a dog. “It will be okay. You can shoot people next time.”
Matilda squinted at him, then turned to me. “The scent has been acquired.” “Thank you, Matilda.” “Clearly, I’m in The Jungle Book,” Konstantin said. “I have met the wolves, the bear, and the panther.” “Don’t worry, there’s no python.”
As your cousin-brother, I feel compelled to point out the utter fuckedupness of this situation,” Leon said as I took the turn onto the side road. “I thought we agreed you wouldn’t use that term.” “Fuckedupness?” “Cousin-brother. Pick one, not both.”
“It’s you and me,” I said. “It will have to be enough.” “It always has,” he agreed.
“I’d like to meet the harpy,” he said. “You’ve already met her.” “But that was in the pool, in a public place.” His lips traced a hot line along my skin. “I’d like to meet her here, in our bed.” “Why?” “I need to know how much she loves me.” He nipped my neck lightly.
“Are you done?” I asked him. “Possibly.” “I’m so glad. Please stop talking.” “I love you, Catalina.” I growled at him. “You are so smart and beautiful.” “Alessandro, shut up.” “Your wings are breathtaking.” I would punch him.
