My head is spinning. It’s true that I feel tired. Wrung out, and though I know partly why, the other part that I don’t quite recall has to be the real reason.
“We should leave Ashton to rest for now,” Sindri says.
“You said you’d ask your elders for guidance,” I mutter. “See if they have any idea about who is doing this to us and how to fight it.”
“Did I?” he says grimly. “I must have been drunk or high. You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“Surely losing control of your magic is a greater inconvenience?” Jason mutters.
“What would you know about my inconvenience?” Sindri hisses.
“Stop fighting!” Mia says. “You can all go. I will sit with Ash. Go and rest or study or whatever you need to do.”
“And leave you alone with him?” Emrys sounds incredulous.
“What the fuck’s the matter with you, Rys?” I glare at him. “She just saved my ass yet again. Did you fall on your head getting out of bed today?”
“Only trying to use my head, unlike you,” Emrys growls.
“My head? No idea what you mean.”
“Come on, Rys, let him rest,” Sindri says. “We need to organize our escape from the Academy. The spells making it invisible and keeping us inside are demonblood spells. We’ll need to figure them out.”
“Not much demonblood magic left in me,” Jason mutters. “This will be tricky.”
“No sexing Mia,” Sindri warns as they turn to go, jabbing a finger at me. “Just resting, okay?”
“What, we can’t do any sexing without everyone watching?” I protest.
“Not with her.”
“Fuck you.” I give him the finger. “You all got a turn with her alone, in your room, or in the bathroom, and now you remembered that we can’t be alone with her?”
To my surprise, it’s Emrys who grabs Sindri by the arm and mumbles something about needing to get going.What the fuck?
Is that guilt?
Wait, did he have sex with Mia?
But before I can say anything, ask him in his face, they’re all gone, closing the door behind them.
Leaving me with Mia who’s suddenly looking like a deer caught in the headlights.
“Did you and Emrys…?” I hold her as she flails, trying to move away again. “Mia. Just tell me.”
“He wanted me to wear the clothes he got me. And then… I… Things just happened.”
“Whoa.” Anger rises in me. “And he wouldn’t leave you alone with me? What a hypocritical ass.”
“Well… Yeah.” She glances at the door as if expecting Emrys to walk back in. “I guess that’s why he didn’t want me alone with you.”
She doesn’t sound sure.
Is she lying to me?
This time, when she tries to pull free of my hold, I let her and lie down with a sigh, resting my aching head on the pillow. “You don’t have to stay,” I say even if I want her to. “I’ll have some treacle sleep, I think.”
She’s about to get off the bed but stops and cocks her head at me. “Treacle?”