Chapter 46

All plans of using Juniper and the other women as a buffer between Ophois and me tumbled sideways. I had absolutely no idea there was another side to the Egyptian god, although I should have known his head wasn’t permanently that of a wolf. If I could shift my eyes for better vision or transform my fingernails into claws, it made sense that a god could change the shape of his head.

My gaze swept down his muscular body. Ophois wore a black blazer with gold buttons, but it looked classier and more expensive than the one Griff had worn today. His shirt was a silver fabric that was so dark that the color bordered on black. I gulped. If I didn’t know any better, he was trying to outshine my mate.

It was working.

His magic rumbled over me like a desert storm, making every nerve ending shiver. Beki pushed herself to the back of our bond and cringed. I guess she was also feeling overwhelmed.

“Shall we?” Ophois offered me his arm.

I glanced down at his huge bicep and gulped. “But my friends—”