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She told them everything except the last part of her conversation with Renenutet. That, along with the secret of the necklace, she would keep to herself.

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Alex

“Are you leaving?” Alex leaned against the doorframe as Callan gathered his belongings and clothes into a small bag. He bent down to zip it up, giving her a view of his jeans-clad backside.

Oh, gods Alex didn’t pray to! Was it even possible for this man to be more perfect? She scolded herself. She wasn’t here to melt, but because Callan was slipping away once again, and this time, her intuition told her it would be for a long time.

Finally, he acknowledged her presence with a glance. “For a few days, Alexandra.”

Alexandra.And just like that, her resentment faded, and she hesitated to do what she’d planned. “I don’t get why you need to go with Amelia. Mikhail is always by her side! They’re acouple,you know.”

“Relationships are a complicated thing, little beauty,” Callan said. “You’re still inexperienced, but you’ll understand.”

Oh, give me experience!she wished to scream.

“Besides, it won’t just be the three of us. Presiyan is coming, too.”

“Where are you going?”

Callan reached out to her and ran his knuckles along her cheek. She was struck by the scent of wet dreams, causing at least a few of her organs to flood with excitement. “We haven’t told anyone. The idea is to keep it that way until the twenty-first passes.”

Alex got lost in his eyes. She wished to stay like this forever.So, when he withdrew his hand from her and reached for his bag, she said, “I’m in love with you.”

He grinned, as if she’d just cracked a joke, not the greatest truth of her life.

“I’m serious.”

Callan looked at her as if she were a stray puppy on the street – one he wanted to take home but couldn’t. “I’m five thousand years old, and you’re not even a hundred. I’m sure someone more suitable for your heart will come along.”

Her insides froze. Was he rejecting her after everything between them because she was too young? Did Viktor have a hand in this?

“Amelia is younger than me,” she retorted.

A slight crease crossed Callan’s forehead. “There’s nothing between me and Amelia, darling.”

And there never will be.

She moved closer to him, lifting her chin to hold his gaze. “Don’t you see we’re perfect for each other?”

“We’ll talk when I get back,” he said.

“Callan…”

He turned, leaving her standing at the brokenhearted’s threshold.

But she wouldn’t be crossing it.

***

Viktor

Viktor was sitting on the veranda when Alex joined him. He recognised the discontent on her innocent face as she crossed her legs in the neighbouring chair.

He tried to sound more cheerful than he actually was. “How are you, kid?”

She played with her hair draped over her shoulder. “I missthe Hospital.”