It was soft with moss and lichen. His eyes were violet, even in the darkness. “There you are, princess.”“Hi.” He made me feel like I was ten years old and a thousand years old at the same time. It was confusing.“What’s the matter here?” He pushed away from the rock and approached me slowly, languidly, as if the air were honey. “You’ve been crying.”I didn’t say anything.“That bad?” he pressed.“My cousin nearly died. I had a fight with my best friend. I … almost attacked her.”“And did she deserve it?”“She used a stun gun on me.”“She deserved it, then,” he said dismissively. He was close enough that I could see the flecks of gray in his irises and my own face reflected in his pupils. I looked pale and pathetic.I lifted my chin. “And I broke up with my boyfriend.”He looked almost satisfied. I must have imagined that. All he said in a husky voice was, “The human boy?”For some reason I didn’t like hearing Kieran referred to as a boy. “He’s a hunter.”“Worse and worse.”I frowned.
