Chapter 22

His hesitation told me everything I needed to know.

I slammed on the tap to rinse off my plate, my back to him.

"We would never have let it kill you," he said in a low voice.

I blinked rapidly, my eyes hot and itchy. I gave myself to the count of five to compose myself and face him. "I'm still the special unicorn Demon Club wants protected. I can make your life very hard if I want to."

"Back at you, Lolita."

I bit back my retort for the sake of my Ari plan. "I better return to my training, then." I'd almost made it to the doorway when something pointy hit my back. I turned around to see my schedule, now in paper airplane form flutter to the ground.

Rohan smirked at me, but I gave him a sweet smile, picked up the damn schedule, and left. I saved my outburst for my bedroom later that night, flinging my bag at the wall. The thunk that the demon primer made as the bag connected wasn't nearly satisfying enough.

Ari poked his head in. "What happened?"