Sixty-Seven

The cockcrows reached into her sleep.

Dawn was just breaking, and the automated curtains opened up on both sides of the room, unveiling a gorgeous and picturesque sunrise. Olivia sat up with her knees drawn up, resting her head on them watching the breathtaking beauty of nature. The sunrise was a precious performance - a reminder that today was a performance for her as well. Somehow, someway, she had to make Titan decrease his suspicions of her.

After the events of the last few days, extracting his teeth would be easier.

Or maybe his werewolf fangs.

Do I look like I was born yesterday?

The statement rang over and over in her head. Titan Black was a lot of things but stupid was not one of them. He was admirably smart and analytical. A trait great for kingship perhaps but was too much of a risk for her. He went through situations and people with a fine tooth comb. If he caught Leo and subjected him to endless analysis, he would come back wanting or lacking in a way that would ju