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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 setup. He really wanted me to spend the night in

too far. I didn’t even

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

off to bed and I’m going to

back popping. Tallis was still standing there, looking grumpy. He might not have been tired, but I was

yawned, heavily hinting that I was ready to go to

on,” he said forcefully, motioning for me to follow him with

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

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

toward the curtain

you’re really that miserable about having me bunk with you, you had other

rest,”

He also refused to look at me. I laid down on the bed

wondered 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 up and closed

was probably 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

on a bed or razor 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 worry about, and that I could finally take a good

relaxed, my eyes

*Theo

and falling evenly. Her eyelids rippled as underneath, her eyes shifted back and forth. She must have been dreaming

that crap off. Right now, I

her think I was curious about

legs out on the ground. She looked peaceful but

her side again, Ciana hugged her knees to her chest and

Could I really just leave her on the ground to

her up and brought her over to that tiny, sorry excuse for a bed

and curled

lips, but I fought

delicate fingers tightened around my shirt as I lowered her onto the bed. She nuzzled her

wouldn’t let go.

I was sure the thin, springy mattress was supporting her. On second

shirt.

could move, she had her arms and legs locked around me like a boa constrictor. Clearly, she’d been spending

much time with Perceval.

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

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

it! This was going to be