“What other guys? Callista?” he growled, his voice reaching a dangerously low pitch.
And then I told him, some more grade A idiocy from me. Okay, I did have one thing in my favour there – I didn’t tell him about Icelus. “His name is Ricky and he’s from my school.” was all I said, which resulted in Morpheus turning to Ally and questioning her in Greek about the boy she knew nothing about. The dialogue blurred together and was giving me a serious headache, so without saying a word, I got up and left the stables. Morpheus found me half an hour later leaning over a fence and petting a stallion who nibbled at the tips of my hair.
“I’m sorry.” was all he said, but it was more than enough.
“You gave me until my birthday to make my choice, Morpheus.” I said, not facing him.
“I know.”
“Then
