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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.

Nelson who smirked again and winked at me. My jaw loosened as I realized he’d planned that whole

far. I didn’t even want to know what was going through

but his brother was meddling with his love life now, and

going to assume the two of you will do the same,” Nelson said. He gave us

got to my feet and stretched, my back popping. Tallis was still standing there, looking grumpy. He might

that I was ready to go to

he said forcefully, motioning for me to

by thick, velvety curtains. It was a cramped room with just one

of the bed.

looked at Tallis, he was standing there with his hands shoved in his pockets, his head turned toward the curtain door. Being inside a tent, there weren’t any

about having me bunk with you, you had other options,” I pointed

tired. You should rest,”

didn’t really answer my question. He also refused to look at me. I laid down on the bed and looked up at the tent ceiling,

if I was being too needy or presumptuous, taking his bed. I got up and sat down on the ground. Tallis still didn’t say anything, so I curled

me. He didn’t seem like the selfless type. When he didn’t say anything at all, it was hard to tell what

sharp rocks and it wouldn’t have mattered. For the first time in days, I actually felt as long as he was here, there wasn’t anything I needed to

body relaxed, my eyes dropped instantly and

*Theo

Glancing at her, I saw her chest rising and falling evenly. Her eyelids rippled as underneath, her eyes shifted back and forth. She must have been dreaming

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

think I was

her sleep, Ciana sighed and rolled onto her back stretching her legs out on the ground. She looked peaceful but I knew she’d have a sore back in the morning from sleeping on the

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

of my cheek and glanced around. Could I

over to that tiny, sorry excuse for a bed I’d been sleeping

her sleep and

tugged at my lips, but

around my shirt as I lowered her onto the bed. She nuzzled her nose against my chest

wouldn’t let go.

the thin, springy mattress was supporting her. On second thought, that horrible mattress

protest and her hands pulled on my shirt. I

locked around me like a boa constrictor.

much time with Perceval.

as I was supposed to be a stranger, if she woke up and found us like this, she might freak out and I’d have a

body pressed against me and her fingers clung desperately to my shirt. Despite myself, the heavy organ between my legs stiffened and pressed against her

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