JUSTINAThe ride to his place was awkward, if that word could even begin to cover it. The feelings running through me ranged from fear (that Gregor would piece everything together) to disgust (at myself, and at the man driving us). I wanted nothing more than for this to end. I just didn't know how. I hated needing him. I hated not being able to find a single solution that didn't involve Gregor Vallis. I pressed my fingers against the necklace at my throat, one of the few things I still had of my sister, Charis. She would've known what to do if she were still here. She always did. If anyone had hated Gregor Vallis more than I did, it was her."So," Gregor finally said, eyes on the road ahead. "Is this how it's going to be between us?"My cheeks burned when I met his eyes, just a glance, since he had to keep his attention on the road unless he wanted to get us all killed, but I couldn't believe I'd humored him at all. Now I had to answer, or spend the rest of our acquaintance branded a
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