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Chapter 75: A Long Torturous Night

“Well, the contortionist is safe but we have another problem,” Nelson said, coming back into his office.

I stopped glaring at Tallis and turned my attention back to Nelson. He stood beside his desk, tapping his finger on a stack of papers.

“What’s wrong?” Tallis demanded gruffly.

“There’s been a landslide, not too far from here. Only about a mile away,” he said somberly.

“A landslide? Is anyone hurt?” I asked, perking up.

“It happened late at night when no one was around. It does cover the road we were going to take to our next location, but no one was injured,” Nelson assured with a nod.

I sighed and relaxed into the chair. The landslide must have

been on my pack territory. They weren’t common, but I remembered one from my childhood that hurt a lot of people.

I was relieved to learn that it hadn’t caused a lot of casualties this time.

“The road isn’t a well traveled road, but It will be a while before they clear it, so we will be stuck here until it is cleared,” he explained, “Anyway, we aren’t planning to leave until the ceremony ends. So hopefully by then, the roads are cleared.”

Tallis nodded in understanding. I couldn’t tell whether he was upset about the news or not. For some reason, I was a bit happy.

“Now, because space is tight, your little friend is going to have to bunk with you, Tallis,” Nelson said, winking at me again and swiftly changing the subject.

“What? No. That is unacceptable,” Tallis argued, shaking his head. His brow creased deeply.

“You know how it is. The two of us are the only ones with actual rooms. The rest of the performers share a tent out on the lawn,” Nelson said, arching an eyebrow at Tallis.

He grumbled and shook his head. Clearly he didn’t like that idea either.

“If that doesn’t appeal to you either, he can always stay with me,” Nelson suggested, smirking at his brother.

Tallis snorted and glared at the floor..

It was a bit odd to have Nelson refer to me as ‘he.’ I needed to get used to it now that I was in disguise. Normally, when I was in disguise, I tried to avoid interacting with anyone. It had been to prevent people from recognizing me, not for me to role play long-term.

“Those are all our options,” Nelson shrugged.

“Fine, he will stay with me,” he ground out through gritted teeth, his jaw tensing, eyes refusing to meet mine.

My jaw loosened as I realized he’d planned that whole setup. He really wanted me to spend the night

this was going too far. I didn’t even want

meddling with his love life now, and things could get very sticky and complicated. Maybe I was better off staying at the pack and putting up with

I’m going to assume the two of you will do the same,” Nelson said. He gave us a casual wave

I got to my feet and stretched, my back popping. Tallis was still standing there, looking grumpy. He might not have been tired, but I

I was ready to go to

for me

another small room closed off by thick, velvety curtains. It was a cramped room with just one twin sized bed,

room and sat on the edge of the bed. I yawned again and rubbed

I looked at Tallis, he was standing there with his hands shoved in his pockets, his head turned toward the

really that miserable about having me bunk with you, you had other options,”

You should rest,” he told me

answer my question. He also refused to look at me. I laid down on the

taking his bed. I got up and sat down on the ground. Tallis still didn’t say anything,

too much to expect him to be a gentleman  and actually offer the bed to me. He didn’t seem like the selfless type. When he didn’t say anything at all, it was hard

days, I actually felt as long as

my eyes

*Theo

I saw her chest rising and falling evenly. Her eyelids rippled as underneath, her eyes

her look like a boy, I could see her real beauty underneath. I wished she’d wash that crap off. Right now, I was Tallis, I wasn’t Theo. I couldn’t ask her why she was disguised as a

I was curious about

the ground. She

through the tent and she shuddered. Turning on her side again, Ciana hugged her knees

I really just leave her on the ground to

sighed, stepped forward, scooped her up and brought her over to that tiny, sorry excuse for a bed I’d

something in her sleep and

lips, but I fought

tightened around my shirt as I lowered her onto the

wouldn’t let go.

I tried to pull back once I was sure the thin, springy mattress was supporting her. On second thought, that horrible mattress was probably less comfortable than

my shirt. I wasn’t balanced and I fell on

and legs locked around me like a boa constrictor. Clearly, she’d

much time with Perceval.

was supposed to be a stranger,

her fingers clung desperately to my shirt. Despite myself, the heavy organ between

was going to