I glare up at him. “Can you stop reading my mind?”
He shakes his head. “Would if I could, but when you’re upset, it’s like you want me to.”
“Well, I don’t.” I sigh, staring down at my bare arms.
Gone. All gone.
I’m getting choked up all over again. I have to take in a deep breath to calm my heart.
“So why didn’t Atlas kill me?” I ask.
He shrugs. “I’m going to assume he wasn’t sanctioned. He’s an investigator. And he probably has his suspicions but no proof that you are the mythical child.”
I nearly snort. Mythical child. Give me a break. “That’s the second time you’ve called me a myth. What am I really?”
He runs his slender fingers over his jaw, eyes skirting my body, leaving goosebumps in their wake. For a moment I’m struck by how deeply, impossibly beautiful this man is. It’s dazzling me.
Focus, I remind myself. I definitely don’t need him to hear that. Would only add to what I’m sure is a massive ego.
I glance at his eyes, expecting him to be smirking at
me. But his gaze is thoughtful instead.
“You’re part witch, part vampire,” he says after a moment.
Okay. Actually, that sits comfortably in me. It might even make sense.
“Surely that doesn’t make me a myth?” I ask.
“Vampires and witches are mortal enemies,” he explains. “To have them coupled is very rare.”
“But not impossible.”
“No. It’s happened before. Love is love.”
That almost sounded sentimental coming from him.
He clears his throat. “But you’re wondering what makes you so special? Other than the fact that every girl your age thinks they’re so damn unique.”
I can’t help but smile. “I should have drowned in that bathtub and I didn’t. I think that makes me pretty unique.”
“Careful,” he says, a gleam in his eyes. “Wouldn’t want to add to your massive ego.”
Oh shit. So he did hear me.
My cheeks flush and I avert my eyes.
“What makes you unique,” he goes on, “isn’t that you’re part witch, part vampire. It’s your bloodline. Or what it’s rumored to be.”
A feeling of uneasiness slinks through me. “What bloodline?”
“Obviously Hakan wasn’t your real biological father. Alice maybe had an affair with a witch.”
“You say maybe had an affair.”
“I don’t think you need to contemplate the alternative.”
Meaning, that my biological father raped my biological mother.