Chapter 43
"But that's not even the worst part," Dante continued. "When he showed up, Rhysand was here. In the apartment. I had to hide him in my wardrobe, had to tell him to stay quiet no matter what he heard. He was so scared, Ravyn. And then he sneezed—or almost sneezed—and kicked the wall to cover the sound, and Miles heard it, and I had to—" His voice cracked. "I had to tell Miles that my boyfriend was in the bedroom. I had to use my sexuality as a shield to stop him from investigating, because I knew he'd be too disgusted to actually look."
"Oh, Dante," Ravyn breathed, her heart breaking for him. "I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to help with Rhysand, if I hadn't put you in this position—"
"Don't," Dante said sharply. "Don't do that. This isn't your fault.
