Chapter 230 - That look is scaring me

’He’s nice...,’ Marsha said, from Seraphine’s mind, like she’d been sitting on that opinion for a while and had finally decided there was no reason to keep it to herself.

Seraphine’s throat closed around the spoonful of dessert she’d just taken. She spent a solid three seconds not choking, set her spoon down carefully, and turned her full attention inward.

’Don’t,’ she said. ’Don’t finish that sentence.’

’I’m just—’ Marsha was saying when Seraphine suspected something and interrupted, Are you talking to his wolf right now?’ Because that was the only explanation for why the whole evening had felt like it was running on a current nobody had told her about.

Marsha took a small pause, which was basically a yes. ’He asked if we’d be open to being friends with them.’ She paused. ’Just until they find their mate. His human is apparently working on restoring the bond.’

Seraphine went very still.

So it was Voren. He was the one pursuing restoration of the mate bond and Bloodfang had apparently let out the secret to Marsha.

’Tell him no,’ Seraphine said to Marsha before adding, ’and stop flirting. I’m not asking twice. You keep this up and I’m shutting you out completely.

Marsha went quiet. Not sulky, just quiet. Which, from Marsha, was its own kind of agreement.

exhaled through her nose, picked her spoon back up, and

spiced broth sitting heavy and slow in the bowl, built around charred meat and root vegetables she couldn’t name, chili oil pooled across

almost too beautiful to eat. Seafood and tropical fruit arranged in these sweeping arcs, edible glitter worked into foams and threw it around the plate in tiny prismatic sparks, the whole

it

went back for seconds of two of them,

then the aurora dessert sphere arrived, and for

was possible. A chocolate shell lacquered in aurora colors that bled into each other at the edges, cracked open tableside with one clean tap that let out a breath of cool sweetened air, revealing the glowing

she smiled. Not a full one, just that involuntary softening that happens when something catches you genuinely off

sweet without being too much, the sugar crystals dissolving against her tongue in little bursts. She let herself have that moment completely. It was good, and she’d decided to

in it when the waiter appeared at Voren’s side, and the angle of him, that careful

asked, setting her spoon down. "That look

man who’d learned to keep his expression from becoming a problem. "Did you

Seraphine blinked. "Excuse me?"

he said, watching her face the way you watch something you’re not sure

wide from shock.

it right now," Voren said, casually picking

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