I stiffened at that but forced myself to nod. “I am.”
He studied me for a few more moments, then gave a little shrug. “I’ll put your name in the running. That’s all I can promise.”
“But she can’t shift,” the female judge said, looking scandalized.
The mysterious man’s head jerked toward her, all good nature fleeing his face. “Did I ask your opinion? Did I even ask to hear your voice?” Ice dripped from every word.
The woman immediately bowed her head, her eyes locking on the desk. “No, sir. I’m sorry.”
Straightening his lapels, he turned back to me, the calm smile returning as though nothing had happened.
“As this season will have male alpha shifters competing for a single female, you will be the only woman on the show if you are chosen. Along with the entry f*e, you will be required to bring your own stylist. I recommend having someone picked out in case you are cast.” He glanced at my slovenly attire. “We don’t want our leading lady to look like a hobo.” He nodded toward the door. “That will be all, Miss Durst. You’ll hear from us by the end of the week.”
That was it? I’d made it to the next round? With how important this show was and how many people were auditioning, I really thought the audition would take at least an hour. I took it as a good sign that I’d only been in there for a few minutes. The psychic man’s tone told me he was serious about putting my name up for consideration. I couldn’t help but smile as I thanked him and headed for the door.
All the way out of the room and down the elevator, my heart beat rhythmically in my throat. I hadn’t felt excitement like this in days. I could only pray that the psychic wasn’t just getting my hopes up. I didn’t think I could survive another rejection.
Chapter 10
It had been two days since I found out Kira went to Fangmore City to audition for that fucking show. I’d headed straight there after stomping out of the house when her father had been so happy that she’d gone to audition. By the time I found the show’s offices, Kira was gone, and the auditions were over. I’d spent two hours stalking through the city, barely controlling my rage. I’m sure some people thought I was a raving lunatic hobo.
Back in the Eastern Wilds, Zoe had vanished. Kolton said she’d gone back to her place. Kira never went back home. I knew because I’d checked a dozen times. Kolton, tired of seeing me worry myself to death, finally admitted that Kira was bunking with Zoe.
I gritted my teeth. “You couldn’t have told me this sooner?”
Kolton slapped his laptop closed. “Well, I kinda thought you’d let it go. But you’re like a damned demon on a reliquary.”
“Where does Zoe live?” I asked, grabbing my jacket and walking toward the door.
Kolton’s eyes widened. “No way. Not a chance. If you show up on her doorstep, Zoe will know I told you. Have you ever been on a fae’s bad side? She’ll like…I don’t know…make my dick vanish or something.”
Heaving in a deep calming breath, I turned to my friend. “Fair enough. How about a general location? I can follow Kira’s scent from there. Deal?”
Kolton mulled that over. He was equally horrified by Kira’s decision, but being her brother, he understood that there was no way to change her mind—some kind of built-in social contract between siblings or something. I didn’t have that issue. She wasn’t my sister, and I didn’t think it was a lost cause.
“Fine,” Kolton finally said. “Zoe lives near her cosmetology shop. It’s on the corner of Scott Street and Howard Avenue. That’s all you get,” he added, holding up a warning finger. “If Zoe asks? I don’t know anything.”
“Yeah, yeah, got it. Thanks.”
“Hang on. I gotta ask you something,” Kolton said.
I looked over my shoulder warily. I had a feeling I knew what was coming. “Yeah?”
“Is there a reason you’re so hell-bent on finding my sister?”
There was a pause that went on for several seconds as I tried to figure out the best thing to say. Finally, I said, “Someone needs to. We have to make sure she’s okay. You know what she’s trying to do and how dangerous it is.”
He nodded. “I do. But there’s more going on here.” He eyed me with suspicion. “You two fight like cats and dogs. Of everyone she knows, you’re the person I thought would be least likely to be so concerned.”
“Listen,” I said as I headed toward the door, “it is what it is. If I don’t stop her, no one will. Who cares what happened before? I gotta go.”
Kolton looked like he was trying to figure something out, but I didn’t have time to deal with what he did or didn’t think. I needed to find Kira, talk some sense into her, and see if I could convince her to give up this crazy idea.
I found the shop fairly easily. Unfortunately, there were a ton of apartments nearby. I probably could have called in some favors with the council and gotten Zoe’s address, but I didn’t think that was a good idea. Zoe Helio was a known acquaintance of Kira’s, and Kira’s name was mud with the council right now.
If word got out that I was helping Kira, I could be in deep shit. And I needed my connections to stay clean if I was going to help Kira get out of the shit-storm she’d dropped herself into.
With nothing else to do, I stalked up and down the streets, trying to catch her scent or Zoe’s, though tracking a fae by scent alone was pointless. Their scent was too amorphous, changing with their emotions. I’d be walking in circles if I only had to go off Zoe’s scent.
Fortunately, later in the evening, I had a breakthrough. I caught a faint waft of what I was looking for near the entrance of a bar. I’d know Kira’s smell anywhere: hints of vanilla and honeysuckle, an undertone of seawater and birch bark, with the smallest hint of rose water. My heart stuttered when I caught it, and my feet instinctually led me toward the scent.Music assaulted my ears as I stepped into the bar. It was barely past eight, but the place was packed. The deep bass thumped so strongly, it resonated in my chest. Colored lights flashed and strobed around the bar and dance floor. I was already in a shit mood, and this place did little to appease me.With everything going on in her life, Kira had decided clubbing was the best way to let off steam? Her life was on the line, and she was getting drunk in a bar? It made no sense. She was usually reserved and rigid. It wasn’t like her to hang out in a place like this, unless she was on assignment. But she also had what I considere
She cupped a hand to her ear and squinted. “I’m sorry? The Preachy Quartet? Is that some religious acapella band you’re in? It’s so loud, I can’t hear you.”“Zoe, for fuck’s sake. Can’t you…”I trailed off as I glanced over and saw Kira. The crowd had parted, and I glimpsed her getting hot and heavy with some guy on the dance floor. She had her arms around the guy’s neck, and he had his wrapped around her waist, his fingers digging into her ass as they gyrated. Even in the flashing lights, I could see the outline of his hard-on against his pants.Before I knew what I was doing, I was on the dance floor, pulling Kira away from the guy. I was unreasonably angry, and I didn’t really understand why, but I despised seeing another man’s hands on her. It set me off in a way I’d never experienced before.“Are you insane? What the hell is wrong with you?” I asked Kira.When she looked at me, I could see the alcohol had started to affect her. Her eyes had the soft, glazed look of someone who wa
Kira moaned and kissed me again as the elevator doors opened. Frantically, we more or less ran down the hall to the room. Kira fumbled the key in the lock, and finally, the door opened.I slammed the door shut, then yanked her top off even as I lifted her and tossed her on the bed. I grabbed the tiny shorts molded to her body and slid them off in one quick movement, along with her thong. She gasped as I flipped her onto her stomach, lifted her hips, and buried my face in her pussy.I slipped my tongue into her, and the taste of her almost had me exploding. Kira clutched the sheets and groaned as I fucked her with my tongue. Sliding into her, then flicking across her clit, then up to circle her asshole, and back again. Over and over. Heat flooded from her pussy, the taste delectable.“Gods, eat me, make me fucking come, Wyatt,” Kira moaned, thrusting her hips back into my face.I pulled my face and rubbed a finger over her clit. “I’m gonna make you come so hard.”Kira looked over her s
I rolled onto my side and looked at her. Kira was on the verge of tears. My post-coital bliss vanished, replaced with icy fear. Had I done something wrong? All I’d wanted was to make her feel what I felt. The last thing I wanted to do was upset her.When she looked at me, I could see that wasn’t it. She opened her mouth to say something but stopped as though frozen with indecision. A tear slipped down her cheek, and without thinking, I reached out and wiped it away. Kira closed her mouth and stared at me.My heart twisted as I watched her throw up the barriers and walls that had always stood between us. She sat up, squaring her shoulders and lifting her chin. Without a single hint of what she’d been about to say, she got up and started searching for her clothes that lay strewn across the room.“Let’s forget this happened.” She didn’t even look at me as she spoke.“Wait, what?” I said, pulling the sheets over my nakedness, suddenly ashamed.With an overly dramatic sigh, Kira turned, he
Before I could say anything else, Kira shoved Zoe into a taxi, then crawled in beside her and slammed the door. I stared at the red tail lights as they slowly disappeared down the street, my hands clenched into shaking fists.She was going to die. It didn’t matter how well she was trained or how much she wanted to succeed. I was sure she wouldn’t survive the show. The showrunners pushed the boundaries because they knew people loved the drama and horror of on-screen deaths. I was intimately aware of how their minds worked. I couldn’t let her go into that alone. There had to be a way to stop this.I paced up the street, pulling at my hair and trying not to put my fist through a wall when the thought hit me. I froze mid-stride, an icy chill sliding down my spine. A myriad of possibilities ran through my mind and were quickly dismissed, but I did have one option to save Kira. It wouldn’t get her off the show, but it might give her a better chance at surviving.It was time to pull some str
The other pack leaders who attended gave me some cursory goodbyes, but their bored expressions and listless words told me they didn’t give a damn that I was leaving. It made me wonder what they’d do if I told them exactly why I was leaving the pack lands. Would they change their tune and beam at me with pride? Or would they simply look at me with sadness and start consoling my parents on the death of their daughter? A death they’d be sure was coming.“Let’s get out of here,” I whispered to Zoe as we walked away from the house.Zoe’s eyes flicked to the tree line. “We can, but you’ve got company.”Following her eyes, I saw the familiar form of my brother Kolton’s wolf sprinting out of the forest toward us. He shifted as he drew upon us, a heavy backpack slung over his shoulders.“Hang on, buttface,” he said. “You aren’t going anywhere without me.”I gaped at him, then looked at Zoe. She had a guilty look on her face and refused to meet my eyes.Gritting my teeth, I snarled at her. “You
Clothes didn’t excite me as much as they did Zoe, but I let her do her thing. Taking swatches of fabric, she magically created dozens of different outfits. Most were amazing, but she skewed into experimental territory a few times. The craziest of the creations was a green velvet-and-tulle dress. The nearly transparent tulle fabric was all that covered my chest, basically exposing my breasts for anyone to see.“Oh! That is so hot!” Zoe gushed.Looking down at my visible nipples, I shook my head. “Absolutely not.”Zoe’s face fell. “What? Why?”I waved my hand over my chest. “Because everyone can see my tits, that’s why. Are you crazy? I’m gonna be on TV.”Zoe sighed and rolled her eyes. “Gods, you shifters are such prudes. Fine.”The next outfits were more suitable, and I let her have creative freedom as long as my nibbly bits weren’t overly exposed. She loved stuff like this, and this would be the chance for her designs, makeup, and hair talents to be seen by the whole world. Still, my
As soon as the elevator opened to the lobby, I heard a hissing roar, undulating and piercing at the same time. It took a second for me to realize it was the sound of a crowd cheering and screaming outside. Through the giant glass front doors of the hotel, I saw thousands of people lining the streets of the capital.“Holy shit,” Zoe whispered.“Yup,” I said, my mouth going suddenly dry.“This way, folks,” the fallen angel said.I was terrified, but my feet followed the gigantic figures in front of me. Zoe slipped her hand into mine, and I squeezed it hard. A moment later, the doors opened, and a flood of noise enveloped me. Strobing flashes from cameras blinded me. Hand-drawn signs waved and swung through the air, but everything moved too fast for me to read them. People were yelling and screaming and reaching over barricades to try to touch me.“Here she is, everyone!”The voice was a familiar one. I’d heard it for years every time Zoe and I watched The Reject Project. It was the voic