Pov CILLIAN“And make sure you put the data on the flash drives,” Holden said as Ciara pushed through the double glass doors. I walked in behind her and paused at the chaos. The safe house was in disarray, with boxes stacked near the walls.“What’s going on here?” I asked Ella.She flipped her long braids over her shoulder and eyed me. “Have you not seen the news?” Her voice was strained, and her tone snippy. It was clear by the way she scurried about the room that her irritation was at breaking point. It was like watching the water around a river test the levees for a weakness. I didn’t want to be around her when she finally snapped.“Holden,” Ciara called into the small voice box near the stairs.“Thank God you’re here,” Holden’s voice crackled over the speaker. “I’m coming down.”Ciara flashed me an apologetic smile as the stomping of boots reverberated through the stairwell. Holden came rushing out, hair frazzled, glasses askew, and panic etched into his brow. He pushed his glasse
“Do you think it’ll work?” Cillian asked as I leaned forward and slipped the taxi driver his money. “I don’t see why it wouldn’t,” I answered once I was on the pavement. My heart sank the second I saw my home. The red lava rocks lining the driveway looked foreign to me as if someone else had laid them out. “This is your place?” Cillian asked, his eyes widening. “No wonder you didn’t want to leave it. It’s a nice place. What’s with the cacti, though?” “Low maintenance,” I answered as I glanced at the spiny plants under the windowsill. “And since this is a desert, it seemed fitting.” “You know, I always envisioned you in some penthouse in the middle of the city, not out here in the suburbs,” Cillian said as he followed me up the concrete path and into the gated entrance. I glanced over my shoulder and grinned. “Do you think I’m that much of a snob?” “Well, I mean, all I had to go on was the house back home,” Cillian said. I found myself grateful for his discretion. After all, wit
CILLIANSunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a purple glow throughout the room. When I inhaled deeply, I tasted the lavender at the back of my throat. A sleepy smile drifted over my lips as I stretched and rolled over to face Ciara. With her eyes closed and looking so peaceful, I didn’t have the heart to wake her. It seemed like forever since we’d been able to sleep in. While staying at my parents’ place did have some perks, one of the downsides was having to wake up on their schedule.While I didn’t mind waking up at the rising of the sun, or even before it, Ciara had never been a morning person. She loved her lazy Sunday snoozes that kept her in bed till mid-morning. Ciara mumbled quietly under her breath, and no matter how I strained my ears to hear her, I couldn’t.“Hey there, pretty lady,” I whispered as I caressed her cheek gently. Ciara swatted her hand at me as if I were nothing more than an annoying fly buzzing about her head.“Rise and shine,” I said a bit louder,
Every nerve in my body tingled as I stared at the faces before me. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that the men and women in this room were the only ones I could trust outside Moon Valley. I glanced at Cillian. He was picking up on every emotion coursing through my veins. All I wanted to do was curl into his arms and pray this day had never happened, but I had a responsibility, not only to my company and clients but also to myself. I refused to let the world see me crack. “Forgive me if this is a sensitive matter,” Wes said as he leaned forward and rested his arms on the table. “But what did happen? Were you kidnapped?” I took a breath to steady myself and gave a curt nod. “Yes. Some of what you saw was real. Other parts of the news clip, however, weren’t.” “Didn’t I tell you she’d never cave like that?” Cindy said, slapping Wes’s shoulder. The amount of faith Cindy had in me gave me the hope I needed to go through with the press release. Wes leaned back and exhaled as if he’d
CILLIAN “You certainly know how to clear a room,” I teased Ciara as I hugged her tightly. “But I have to admit, I’m impressed.” “With what?” Ciara asked. From the corner of my eye, I spotted Wes leaning closer to Ella, whispering more about the merger and what was to take place. Despite the fact that I had to deal with humans in Moon Valley, seeing shifters mingling with humans didn’t seem to be as taboo as I would have thought. “The way you handled yourself,” I said. “I think you did great.” “Well, thanks,” Ciara said. “I just hope that the media buys into the distraction and that the whole kidnapping thing falls away as quickly as possible.” “It will,” Ella said. “You’re doing the right thing coming forward. The world needs to see that you’re alive and well.” “Did you want me to get the media to redact their previous statements about you?” Wes asked. “Because I can pull in a few favors and have the tables turned so fast on them.” “That won’t be necessary,” Ciara said with a
“You’ve got this,” Cillian said as he held me in his loving embrace. I was trembling and desperately wished I didn’t have to come forward. I wanted nothing more than to slip back into the shadows of obscurity. But the media had given me no other choice. The line in the sand was clear. If I didn’t reveal my true self, I’d be labeled a liar and untrustworthy. But by doing so, I would put an even bigger target not only on my back but on those I loved. “I’m not so sure I want to do this,” I whispered, clinging to Cillian like a life vest as though I was being tossed about in a wild tempest. After all, that seemed to be the way my life was now—one dilemma after another. I felt like I was bobbing around the open waters, trying to cling to anything that would prevent me from sinking into the uncertainty below. “You’ll be fine,” Cillian said as he pulled back. The smile on his face didn’t reach his eyes. Nor did it give me the confidence I needed to go into the conference room and lay my s
CILLIAN “No, I don’t want to wait. Get me Alex,” Ciara hissed into the receiver of the phone. I glanced over my shoulder and watched her pace the length of the room. Gray clouds drifted by the window, allowing little rays of light to trickle in through the curtains. It pained me to think that the monsoon season was already over. I dropped the paper on the table and walked over to her as she threw her hand up in frustration. “We can’t use the Argentum jet to get back to Moon Valley,” she said, her voice cracking under her frustration. “I’m trying to get a hold of Alex to see if he can track down my personal jet.” My eyebrows rose as I let out a chuckle and shook my head. Ciara’s face went cold, clearly unimpressed by my lack of understanding as to why this was an issue. Then again, being the CEO of a huge company, she was probably used to getting things right away. But watching her struggle with arranging a flight back home was comical to me. Ciara shooed me away, and I headed to
CILLIAN “That’s it,”I said, pointing to the black helicopter waiting for us. Ciara raised her hand to shield her eyes. “You sure? That looks awfully small.” “Well, it’s not a jet,” I answered as I paid the Uber driver and grabbed the monstrosity of her bag out of the back. “I can see that,” she said. “I’m not blind. It’s just, I don’t think I’ve ever flown in a helicopter before.” “Looks like that will be a first for both of us then, won’t it?” I said as I took her hand and walked over to the pilot. “Welcome, Mr. Harkness,” he said. “Please leave your bag there, and we’ll have it stowed for you.” “Is this thing even safe?” Ciara asked, much to the pilot’s delight. “Have you never flown before?” the pilot asked as he helped Ciara into her seat. “Not this way,” she said. “Well, I hope you aren’t scared of heights.” My airway seemed to close up. “Why?” The pilot pointed to the side doors where a huge window allowed for gazing. I didn’t like flying in the jet, and this suddenl