Status Updates From Hostage to Pleasure (Psy-Ch...

“You haven’t exactly been forthcoming, Ms. Aleine.”
“Why would I want to share anything with a man who yells at me twenty-three hours of every day, then kisses me?”

“Psy were always meant to feel. Silence is the interloper. It cripples us even as it saves us.”
“Then why not break it fully? Why cling to it?”
“Because”—her eyes locked with his, eerie in their crystal clarity—“Silence keeps the monsters at bay.”
“Are you one?”
“Yes.” An absolute whisper. “I’m one of the worst.”

“Why are you watching me?” Her eyes, he saw, were not blue, not truly. They were a vivid pale gray with blue shards coming in from the outer ring to hit the pure black of her pupils. Strange eyes. Wolf eyes.
“My leopard is fascinated by you.”
She didn’t break the deeply intimate visual connection. “You’re crossing lines again.”