Raine surprise melted into suspicion.
Raine narrowed her eyes at him. “You’re not stalking me, are you?”
Killian smiled, dimpled and harmless. “You wound me, Raine.” He placed a hand on his chest in mock offense. “It is a coincidence. But, I will admit, rather shamefully, that I spotted you from across the street.” He pointed to the large glass window at the side of the library. One she had failed to notice, opposite it was a large strip mall with a diner at the side. “I was running errands with my sister.”
His sister, Selene Voss. Raine remembered her from the night of her and Ronan’s joining. Standing in the shadows, right at Ronan’s side, her eyes cold and unfeeling as she’d watched Raine being dragged away. Her stomach turned, and her mouth soured.
She glanced around, scared that the woman would pop out from a corner at any second. “She’s not here, is she?”
“Selene?” Killian cocked an eyebrow, cataloguing her reaction. “She’s gone. I told her I wanted to come over and say hi.
