MAYA

I had been in Dominic’s house for over a week.

I hadn’t expected to make it past the first two days. I thought Silas would have come for me by now.

Whatever Dominic had asked for, the Blackwoods still hadn’t given it to him.

I sat against the headboard, watching Dominic from across the room. He had taken his usual place on the sofa, one ankle resting over the opposite knee like this was a perfectly normal visit and I hadn’t been asking him the same question for the past two minutes.

“Let me talk to Silas.” I grabbed one of the pillows beside me and dropped it onto...