CALLUM
I half expected her to notice. I hadn’t exactly been subtle. Pulling her out of danger without anything worse than a fractured hand should have raised questions. It should have set something off in her. But I had planned for that, in my own way. I’d paid a witch to craft a protective charm, something that would shield Lila from whatever had been clinging to her. I wasn’t catching its scent on her now. Then again, as Alistair had reminded me more than once, my sense of smell wasn’t flawless. I couldn’t rely on instinct alone, not when I wouldn’t always be there to watch over her.
“Are you… Are you pagan?” she asked.
Of all the questions she could have asked, that one was the easiest.
For once, I didn’t have to lie. She had already heard me call on Selene twice, and she had taken
