Chapter 127
“Come along, Irish.” Raymond came out of the living room and gathered up my jeans and T-shirt. “I’ll show you and the others where the clothes are. Ekaterina? Avec moi.”
“Yes, Raymond.”
The oameni depace, who’d been observing us with interest, bowed and disappeared into the night. I closed the door, went back to Adam, and leaned against him, yawning broadly as he spoke to me. It wasn’t even midnight, but I was so wiped out I didn’t understand a word he was saying.
It didn’t matter. The sound of his voice washed over me, leaving me feeling safe and secure. And…loved.
“Mmm.” My eyelids drooped, and I thought I’d have to keep them pried open with my thumb and forefinger. “Adam, it was the weirdest thing.”
“What was, dragul meu b?iat?” Adam ran a palm up and down my arm.
“Mina. I was holding her when we were attacked, and I’d swear it felt like she weighed a ton.”
He looked down at me. “I explained that to you.”
“You did?”
“Tyrell, that’s what the breed is…what they do.”