Chapter 44

Valeria

“Are you okay?” Grimm asks me.

“Yeah, my arm hurts a little, but I’m okay.” I watch him pick up a tray of food. The kitchen is alive with movement and chatter, buzzing as the Generals’ banquet is about to begin.

“Why does that new girl have it in for you?” he asks.

“A boy.” I steal one of the tiny crab cakes.

“A boy? You mean your man?”

I giggle but don’t answer him, popping the stolen goods into my mouth. “Damn, these are good.”

He smiles. “I’ll give the chef the compliments. My